There was a time when I felt that there was nothing left for me to go home to. Then I turned around and I looked into Chris’ eyes and knew that I didn’t need to worry about anything. The last time I walked away from him I thought that I would die and then I slept for a little bit and realized that we have always shared the same bed. We took this long walk behind closed doors and decided which hotels needed to be refurbished. As we sat at the bar for a meal, I looked over him and tried to say that we are perfect together, but somehow the words escaped me. So I just kept on eating. Which is what i usually do. Right.
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