Aug 26, 2002 01:01
I've been with Jonny for years, yet I still hate it when he works late. I mean really late. I find myself looking at the clock, wishing he was here, waiting for the familiar sound of his key in the lock.
From the moment I met him I was forever changed.
"You had me at hello".
Now sitting here, my stomach unsettled, my pulse waiting to be steadied, the kids all soundly sleeping I am reminded how sickly lonely I'd be without him.