Friday, May 28, 2010

The End of the Night

We were about to get into bed.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. It's uncomfortable, it doesn't hurt."

"We don't have to."

"No, I want to."

"I want to, too."

"Are you sure, Em?"

"I'm going to be thinking about you all weekend."

"Ha, and I won't be doing the same?"

"I'd never, ever, do anything you didn't want me to do."


"I mean that."

"I know."

"You have no idea how much I love you, Sara."

"I think I know."


"I...I know."

"It's for you."

"I know."

"Kiss me."

I did.

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