My boyfriends face is now caved in and mouldy. I expected it, these things don’t last long, blink and it’s over, but at least I have the oh so sweet memories. I don’t regret one moment of our time together. It was something special. Time flies when you’re having fun. Best of all I didn’t expect how good it was going to be, which makes this goodbye even more painful.
Oh, I’m talking about this pumpkin of his face, I should have mentioned that.
You may be rotting into penicillin but my heart will never be healed.
On the bright side of things, I still have perfectly healthy pumpkins that haven’t got my boyfriends face carved into, yet, and Little Man is dying to paint the white ones.