today
She can give me butterflies with just a look, and make me feel stupid for having them, not because of anything she says, but because of the multitude of things left unsaid. Labels are so unnecessary but I like to know where I stand. She calls to me at night and falls asleep in my arms, and having her in my arms is a heaven I've never known before, but I miss her so much in the day. I am becoming rather pathetic, I am drowning in her and have no wish to be rescued.