I take a deep breath, then sit up suddenly, turn on the bedside lamp and face her. I did it on purpose, I say. I didn’t trip, there was no stumble, no accident. I just pushed him; I pushed him on purpose because I wanted to be with you. Because I love you. Don’t you see I did it for you? I whisper all this intently, tears thrashing down my cheek, words pouring out like angry fizz from a violently shaken coke bottle. But she says nothing, she reacts not one bit, because she’s still asleep, and really I knew so all along. I frown, and turn off the light, and lie down again and it’ll all be better in the morning. (Halls)
MEGA song!
Great blog too, mind if I link to it from my (newly started) blog?
Peace!
Course not – please do; and thanks very much for the praise. We love praise. Gosh, we love praise…
Richard