The truck driver passed my friend in the hallway of the hotel.
" I hope my radio didn't keep you up last night?"he said.
What a sweet thing to say I thought. But then my mind wanders " what noise was coming from his room?"
Clearly it was more. Just covering his tracks I suspect.
I am hurt only by the lie "you are the only one except my ex wife"
He is mearly a touch stone I carry in my heart to stave away the loneliness of this cold dark life.
One day it will no longer be needed. I am hoping soon
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