Heart of Stone…yeah, you have that!

I live for the moments I cannot put into words.  And that is why I do what I do with you.  What hurts the most is that after we are finished, I’m wondering what you are thinking about when you stare at the ceiling and just lay still on the bed.  I eventually ask you what, and then you’ll say, you are just tired, and then you ask me about her.

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