Tuesday, September 19, 2006
He Loves Me
He said he loved me. It caught me off guard. It rolled off his tongue as if he had been saying it to me for years. I stammered for second, trying to wrap myself around it. It's been so long since a man has said that to me. Then, as Jill once said, “it slipped from my lips, dripped down my chin, and landed in his lap” and I repeated those same, beautiful words to him.