This morning, I climbed into bed to hold her in my arms.
Some bad humor to cover a difficult moment.
A parting kiss that could never suffice.
Home seems awfully lonely right now.
Better go to bed now… alone.
Please keep in mind that this post is more than 3 years old. Opinions change. Tastes change. Everything changes. I may still agree with this, or like this, or I may not. But everything is kept up here for archival purposes.