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Cal hadn’t been able to call him. She was doing several shoots in Tokyo and when she had even a second to spare he was sleeping. It hurt to be so far from him for so long, to not actually speak to him, only through sporadic messages through the internet, usually “I miss you.”
She filmed herself with a friend who played guitar, singing a special song for her Boy to enjoy while she was away, sending it to his email so he could see it in the morning.
It’s been a long time since I came aroundBeen a long time, but I’m back in townthis time, I’m not leavin’ without you.
You taste like whiskey when you kiss me oh,I’d give anything again to be your baby doll
this time, I’m not leaving without you.You said “Sit back down where you belongin the corner of my bar with your high heels on.
Sit back down on the couch where we made love the first time and you said to me:'There's something, something about this place,Something ‘bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your faceSomething, something about my Minnesota guy,Yeah there’s something about, baby, you and I.’”
