Sunday, May 28, 2006

It would have been nicer to say it with him, say it to him, or just think it while being next to him.

Sitting there on that sandy dock in Aqaba, looking out over the calm waters of the Red Sea and drinking in the quiet night and salty air, he was the only one I wanted with me.

Because this is the man I love more than anyone in the whole world.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

hope you can say it someday!
you can... i'll die befor i could...

just do it!

g string addict said...

him = marco?

here is the result of phd-ing the whole day (to make up for the lack of efficiency on friday):

quite often, the great emphasis on politeness and courtesy at the expense of truth and frankness in relationships is both a symptom and cause of failure in human connection

hope u r taking care of #1 too :)

Lance Morrison said...

After 2 VERY busy weeks, I am finally caught up.
Don't hate me.

With Love, Fat Girl said...

Bell... interesting stuff, I had to put myself back into academia mode to fully appreciate it. And trying very, very hard to take care of #1. It's not so easy, is it?

Lancey, I don't hate you darling, but I'll just have to squeeze a hair colour out of you for that. Mwa!

Lance Morrison said...

I would love it if you came and saw me for colour.
I could even give you the friends and family rate.

Lance Morrison said...

Ummmm.... so yeah. That was supposed to be "...SEE me for ..."
Maybe no one noticed.

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