Sunday, April 7, 2013

The Dance

Sometimes, he will come around the table and kiss me. So once, I got up and we danced. And, for just a few minutes I forgot everything, which is BIG. All I thought about was the feel of his body. His arms caressing my back, reminding myself to 'let him lead'. Pandora was playing the perfect song. I didn't cry, I just smiled. Now I cry.

He is my best friend.

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