2.
THANK-YOU card
Eternal
gratitude.
Her heart is plastic. Her smile is plastic.
This morning she snuck into his room and left a THANK-YOU card on the nightstand next to his bed. It's so close to I LOVE YOU. She doesn't even care that he doesn't like glam rock or David Bowie or that he thinks she still looks like a child- despite her impressive feminine endowments- and drinks his coffee black when she likes hers with cream. She loves this. These things about him.
" . . . It's a part of you that I believe in. It's a part of you that I love."
Thank You. For letting me love.
