Needed

January 12, 2010

What would I do without Sarah? She is the one that cooks with me while I cry into the soup. She is the one I can repeat myself to while I try to understand. I am sad and longing, missing and regretting and she is patient and wise and filled to the brim with life. I look at her, singing disco and fantasizing about a young Harrison Ford and I want to catapult to the future where I too will feel that good.

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