11.23.01
Baby's gotten good at goodbye
I doubted everything last night. I was tired and cranky and felt like an asshole. I didn't want him here, I didn't want to be here. And he wasn't here when he said he would be, and I thought he wasn't coming. So I fell asleep.
He woke me up later, asked if there was room in my bed for him. And then all those tired feelings and doubts just went away.
Usually, I get scared of what I feel. I think too much about the future, about what will happen if things change. But it's not like that, and that makes me happy.
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