|This is infinitely better than nothing.
||[Feb. 27th, 2006|06:51 am]
Was falling asleep last night, hugging my pillow as usual. Thinking, "why does this have to be a pillow? Why can't it be him?"
Then I thought, well at least this pillow has a name. And a face. At least it has a voice. At least I know what that voice sounds like when it tells me "I love you love you love you LOVE YOU LOVE YOU!" at the least expected moment. At least I know who this pillow is.
And, at least I know that the one day this pillow is not in my arms, he's the one who will be.