goosebumps.

Cow stop signs and creepy cafeteria calls. 

My eyes miss your smile. 

And I only have 50 cents in my purse. 

Don’t hate me because I just drove 70 down Route 140. 

It’s not even summer yet, but my neighbors using her A/C. 

I don't need to water my deck garden as for the forecast shows rain all day. 

It’s raining as we speak. 

The birds are going nuts as we speak. 

The grass is growing 3 inches per minute and my lawn mower is broke. 

So give him one last kiss for me, I can’t make it to the station to say my goodbyes.