My man is worried about me. Just to let you know again this is how he feels about me.
He's a wonderful husband. He loves me. He writes songs about me.
But, he drives me crazy. Crazy mental. He is so mad at me. Mad that i have thrown this rock into our gently flowing lives. That i am stubborn. That i stay up late. That the way he wants to help me isn't the help i want.
I want softness and understanding. Love and empathy. Kisses on the forehead. Scratches on my back.
He is my better half. The part of me that keeps me going. That supports our family. The one with the biggest spazzes. The one who organizes softball.
Things are not as bad as they seem. It all takes time.
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I'm rooming with jenijen.
Posted by Jess at 11:11 PM Permalink

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It's a good thing you reminded me...
clicking I am -
Posted by blackbird | April 5, 2007 05:16 AM