He makes it better…

April 22, 2009

It’s late but I can’t sleep. Or rather something woke me up. Something or someone.

Hunter and I have been playing phone tag for the last two days. Tonight, just as I was drifting off to sleep, my phone rang. Hunter has his own ring, a song which makes me think of him whenever I hear it. A song he sang one night while we rode together in his truck. Any other call I would have ignored, except that one.

When I answered he could tell by my voice that I had been sleeping but I needed to talk to him. Ex has been trying my patience this last week and I needed to talk to Hunter about it. And just like I knew he would, once I had poured out my frustrations, Hunter made it better. He said the right things and then he made me laugh. Like only he can.

I know I haven’t told you much about him lately. Just know he’s there, in my life, and I just can’t talk about it, yet.


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