Thursday, July 16, 2009

I love coming home, his scent lingering on my skin after a day planted securely by his side. I love holding his hand in the car.

I love this feeling...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

If I type the words that just went through my head, I think you'll hate me forever.
I could say "good luck" and call it good.
Do you consider omission to be betrayal?

Erro said...

Just because someone doesn't wish me well doesn't mean that I'm going to hate them. And yes, omission is a form of lying.