Thursday, August 04, 2005
sitting with A waiting for my radiotherapy this afternoon (my skin is browning up nicely, since you ask, in fact more like cooking), he looked up at me and gave me a kind of mixed smile/stare that plainly said "I love you, you are the most wonderful and important thing in my universe." and all I felt was a wave of guilt and fear at having put that at risk. when will I be allowed to enjoy him and his love, to just be?
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