Wednesday, October 1, 2008
when my honey comes home
when my honey is away, i realize how much i truly need him - and it's not about making the coffee, or cleaning the litter box, or opening jars - i need his touch, his voice, his laughter, the smell of his skin. i need to make him smile, to feel him next to me, to hold his hand.
...but it doesn't hurt that he cleans the litter box.