January 2, 2008

• i used to think that counting my steps would make me feel better.
  like i was 9 more steps in the right direction.

  then i met you.
  and i no longer thought that a step without you was even worthy of a number.

  i miss your comforting hugs.
  your puffy eyes when you don't get enough sleep.
  i miss hearing your voice on the phone late at night.
  your presence warms me.

  i don't want to start to count again.
  i don't want to walk without you.

  you are a mother of a child now.
  there is no turning back.

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