Dec 01, 2005 18:30
Somethings the fuck wrong with me....
I found myself singing along to the mixed cd I made for the trip to Alabama and Clay was sitting beside me, his hand over mine....
I smiled for hours when he called me in the middle of a VERY busy meeting just to say, "I love you, Beth."
Hearing his name or saying his name makes me smile big and wide...and longing to hear his deep, warm voice.
Replaying the soft yet powerful way he kisses me makes me feel all warm and loved.
Suddenly, the way I look is just right...no more contemplating silly assed diets....I look good with meat on my bones and a tummy.
When someone says to me, "damn you look like your old good self again, I know that they aren't lying...love makes you look your best.
I love you, Clay...
Damn! I'm so far gone.
love,
clay,
warmth