2006-01-05
- 1:05 a.m. No matter what I type, what I say, this is the truth: if she knocked on my door right now and said, "I miss sleeping in the same bed with you. Can I be with you tonight?" I would ask her which side she wanted. Just to have her again. I would spend an hour rubbing her back, drawing designs, whatever she asked. I don't want to be, but I know I am. |