On the weekend I stood in the library with a cup of coffee and watched you swimming in the pool in a red one-piece, back and forth, unaware of me, a soft smile on your face. The pool was a drag to build but this makes it worth it and today, stuck in traffic, I think, god, or mathematics or whoever, let me be a ghost afterwards. Let me haunt you like this and see you happy, unobserved, that is all I ask.
Posted at August 20, 2007 06:42 AMwatching someone you love sleeping.
Posted by: TH at August 20, 2007 08:41 AMI had no idea you were there.
Posted by: Kirsten Marie at August 20, 2007 05:50 PMthis was so lovely it made me cry.
Posted by: k. at August 20, 2007 08:26 PMI pray that the "afterwards" comes very late for you and for everyone you love - may you continue to observe .... and write....
Posted by: zeynep at August 20, 2007 09:10 PMthanks. that makes two of us.
Posted by: mig at August 21, 2007 03:33 AMGood stuff...
Posted by: ronbailey at August 22, 2007 11:45 AM[verklempt]
Posted by: Jessica at August 25, 2007 06:35 PM