Rendezvous
05 December 09 : 02.43 AM
The other night, after a fight with my loveoflife where he promptly left, leaving me not knowing what to do, the boys thrust me into the car and off to supper with them.
In the blur of things where my head was somewhere else still reeling over what had happened and incessant tears budged its way out of my uncooperative eyes, I was showered kisses on my head, told placatingly "please don't cry" and had gentle fingers wipe tears from my face. No less by 3 grown men who tower quite charmingly over me.
Don't know what it means, but can't help but feel that in some strange fashion, I'm really quite a fortunate child.