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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

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Saturday, August 14, 2004
I Read

" ...I was fascinated. I'd never seen a man who even liked his wife before. He'd watch her face all the time, starting to laugh at her jokes even before she did, and when he sipped from her tea mug he'd always choose the bit of the rim with the lipstick on it..."

Little actions like these sometimes tells us more then what words can ever say.

"...Val would stroke the speckled, loose-skinned arm beside him as he sat by the bed, and Lall would stoke the stroking hand and play-tease his fingers and call him Boy, or Darling Boy, and sometimes, even with us there, he'd take off his shoes and get right up onto the bed and lie down beside her with his big body on top of the quilt and her swollen body underneath it, with their big hips pressed together and his socked foot against her hidden one..."

Is this love?

"...There is a special love which sleeps in the flesh, and that only special fingertips can awaken it..."

Waiting to be awakened.