goodnight, goodnight.
i will head up the stairs and to the left. it will be warm for i have left the heater on. the sisterhood of the traveling pants awaits. it lay next to my bed, half open without a bookmark. cashed shall follow at an alarming pace, darting between my legs with each step i take. his telephone will ring once - twice, maybe. he will wish me sweet dreams and a good day. i will tell him, "goodnight, i love you" more than necessary. then it's off to sleep, to dream.
- to wish, to hope.
i love. i love. i love.