Each day I learn how to love

Today I learned how to love:  the clock that rings much too early in the morning, the bus driver that drives like a dead man, the stuffy salad from the cafeteria, my lovely phone that breaks down in the middle of my conversations and the annoying pigeons that come my way.

Each day I learn how to love.

However, each time I fall for the wrong guy.

*Sting – Stolen car (take me dancing) album version

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