If...
If I ever conquer my fear of the blank page...I may leave it all to be a writer...
...She awoke before him. She had little memory for how long things lasted. Later, he would say the same. They had loved until they collapsed in sleep. A deep deep sleep that no doubt began with them so entangled in each other...knotted so well that they wouldn't have known where to separate themselves had they thought about doing so. But their minds were too far gone to have recorded everything. Only the morning after could be recalled. Feeling like she got a great sleep, it had to be wondered if it was all a dream. The body felt so refreshed! (It also had no memory of activity.) But she felt sad and knew that that had to be the aftermath of something...it was not a dream. It was a broken promise, a shattered vow...
...She awoke before him. She had little memory for how long things lasted. Later, he would say the same. They had loved until they collapsed in sleep. A deep deep sleep that no doubt began with them so entangled in each other...knotted so well that they wouldn't have known where to separate themselves had they thought about doing so. But their minds were too far gone to have recorded everything. Only the morning after could be recalled. Feeling like she got a great sleep, it had to be wondered if it was all a dream. The body felt so refreshed! (It also had no memory of activity.) But she felt sad and knew that that had to be the aftermath of something...it was not a dream. It was a broken promise, a shattered vow...