Confession

It has been such a long and tiring day, and i'm pretty certain I will wake late tomorrow morning with my head pounding and my body turned to some fuzzy substance that can't hold it's shape. But the thought of you as I creep into bed makes me smile. It's unbelievable that after a whole day of ignoring you, I can still call you up and that you hold nothing against me. It's so good, so comforting to know that when I do finally call you in the wee hours of the morning simply because there's nobody left for me to call, you're ready to listen to my body-slam of questions, complaints, projections and displacements without a murmur. And then I remember everything I have done for you. I have called you names, lied to you, broken promises, cursed, ignored, offended.. and I remember how I can't even begin to conceive of how much you've done for me. I run to you though, at the end of the day, knowing you wait for me. I might not have fallen in love yet, but I know for sure that I'm loved. I will love you, yet.