Bela Talbot Winchester (ltldropofpoison) wrote in undertherainbow, @ 2009-09-26 23:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | bela talbot, dean winchester |
Dean was still in the shower when Bela snuck out to the Impala. Using his keys, she opened the door and laid a cassette tape in the player, leaving it halfway out so he would see it. She laid a note on the seat near the steering wheel - she knew he wasn't exactly a Carly Simon fan, but he could put up with it for four minutes. It said all the things she wasn't the sort to say, but he needed to hear anyway. She'd enclosed the lyrics.
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, you're the best
I wasn't lookin' but somehow you found me
It tried to hide from your love light
But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin' all my secrets safe tonight
And nobody does it better
Though sometimes I wish someone could
Nobody does it quite the way you do
Why'd you have to be so good?
The way that you hold me
Whenever you hold me
There's some kind of magic inside you
That keeps me from runnin'
But just keep it comin'
How'd you learn to do the things you do?
Oh, and nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, you're the best
- Happy wedding anniversary, husband. I love you. B