Mar 30, 2005 05:29
He's changed, and yet he hasn't. I wonder if he thinks the same.
The room right now is filled with the sound of his breathing, and though I know it is because he's worn to the point of breaking I just think how lucky I am that I have him here. Selfish, selfish...
No matter. He is beautiful. He is wonderful. He is incredibly special.
Even now.
No...moreso now.
He's passed out in my bed now...and I am tired as well.
Good night, everyone. Pleasant dreams.