Looking at her makes me think of the stars. Elusive and a million miles a way, but if you watch she will light up the night sky with her brilliance as she flies faster than the speed of light. Her laughter is contagious and I can't help but at least smile every-time I hear it. She's absolutely beautiful to me. I have and could stare at her for hours and watch as she sleeps so peacefully. It is worth the loss of sleep to me.
I feel so safe, emotional wise when I'm with her. She doesn't let me stray for long in my world of darkness. I love that I'm strong enough physically to do the things for her that I can. I'm strong enough emotionally to be her rock through trying times. For her I have that kind of strength.
She is in the other room busy Typing out her journal for the night and some days I can't believe that she is with me. I worry often that I'll mess it up, but she assures me she's stubborn enough to not let that happen. I didn't sleep last night. This "without" her stuff is for the birds. And she doesn't like birds at all.
It's 8pm and I want nothin more than to just curl up in bed with her and enjoy our time together. It doesn't have to be about sex. I'm more than content just to hold her and kiss her and love on her. Yes, I'm part nympho, but at this point I think she is too :)
I love her
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