March 14, 2007
He awakens her with his screaming, but he doesn’t awaken himself. She is used to this by now, though at first it used to scare her. Later, she thought that his being with her, not being alone, should somehow ward off the nightmares and memories that haunted his dark sleep, but she realized that they were a force out of her control as well as his. She wakes him, holding him close, kissing him, whispering words of comfort. He gets up, leaving her and the dreams behind. Too painful to talk about it, too afraid to sleep, perchance to dream.