November 2010
You don’t even realize I’m here. And it only makes me want to shout it to the world that much more that I’m holding on for a chance, no matter how slim.
Your arms are like a homecoming…warm, inviting, secure, safe…loving. Sisterly or not, I will be anything I can be to be good enough for you.
I wish that you could see it. That you’d feel it.
Because...
I'll Be Home For Christmas
It funny how much you realize you want something still…even after laying dormant in the back of your mind and in the tucked-away filing cabinets of your heart chambers. sigh… And here I thought they year was going to play out how I wished for it to.
I want Tim, I want Alex. Both of them are wonderful. Time might be the only thing to tell which one apart. My heart has still been...