Sunday, February 24, 2008



"It was painful for him to try to talk with his mouth, but his hands were always ready to shape the words he wished to say."

Thursday, February 14, 2008

For once I want to be the first to fall asleep. I want to be the one who gently drifts into a sweet slumber as he strokes my hair in the most comforting way. I want him to be the one begging me to stay awake a little longer because he just can't imagine falling asleep while I lay there. Just once.

But instead, I sit wide awake, as he lays fast asleep in my warm cozy bed. He fell into sleep as I played with his hair and gently rubbed his back. I quietly begged him to stay awake just a little longer, because it's so hard to sleep when he is so handsome. For the -nth time, I sit wide awake. Waiting for the call of sleep.