I remember walking around in the middle of the night... 30 something, 40 something degrees... wearing a pair of gym shorts just for a bottle of apple juice. I think I was more satisfied with just getting it for you than you were to quench your thirst. You slept so peacefully, and you looked so beautiful when I got back...

I remember sitting in the comfy chair while you slept, eating leftover wings from Sticky Fingers quietly so I wouldn't wake you. You looked beautiful then as well...

I'm sorry I didn't wake up the one night and move over... I'm sorry.