hunnybunny
you don't bring me flowers anymore...the last time i lived with someone, it was with my husband. i thought i had it all figured out an' now it gets confusing.
what is my marital status? i don't even know how to answer that question anymore.
a telemarketer asked when would be a good time to call andrew. i said he'd be home in a couple hours. she asked, "am i speaking to his wife?"
i hesitated, and i just said "no." i didn't know how else to explain it.
i hardly know what i'm doing here.
why didn't i want to be with my husband again..? he knows and remembers everything i like.
the last time i saw him, he picked me up a miniature red rose from the gas station.
he knows it all.
when we said goodbye for the last time, i kissed him on the lips and i accidentally told him, "I love you."
he told me, "Don't say that."
I said, "I'm sorry."
i was looking through cards he gave me the first (or second?) day on my own here in chicago. one in particular really caught my attention. i don't remember the occasion. but he hardly needed an occasion to give me a card anyway.
the card itself said:
Never be afraid to be yourself. Who you are is a wonderful thing to be.
touching in itself. but what he wrote:
Through thick and thin, I am by your side. You bring me the gamut of human emotion. Thank you.
the gamut of human emotion.. that is most definitely what we were all about. intense highs, intense lows, explosions and nightmares and the happiest times ever..