But I'm so used to hear him say "Good night" ev'ry day.
I'm very grateful he's a man And so easy to forget;
Rather like a habit One can always break-
And yet, I've grown accustomed to the trace Of something in the air.

23.6.10; 2307 hrs
felt as if i were standing in the middle of a vast plane..under the stars..held and owned..in assurance..in security..

Dunno wat to choose…. The loneliness of waiting for you..or the reassurance of your inevitable returns..