Sweet like a kiss...Sharp like a razorblade
he finds me when im close to the bottom. those are the lines of a song that i've found to be my situation...he knows i love him but i dont know if he knows the full extent of my love for him...i know he loves me but is it really strong like mine...im afraid to ask him how much he loves me but at the same time im not...i dont want to feel like im wasting my life away here...but i know im not and thats all that matters...i mean the night we were in my room, laying on my bed, looking through my bedroom window, watching the storm in the sky was soo amazing...that was the first time i heard the words *i love you* come out of his mouth as he was holding me in his arms...i could feel his heart beat with every breath he took, with every word he said...i felt so alive and worth something to him again...he means everything to me...even when i meant nothing to him...i just wish that distance wasnt a problem...who knows maybe it wont be one day...until then i just have to deal with what ive got...and as long as hes still part of it i can deal with anything...