I’m writing this here because I feel a great sense of comfort typing on my Blackberry and because I don’t want to send this to you and seem like the emotionally needy cow that I am. It’s past 3 am and raining beautifully. I miss the warmth of your body against mine so very much tonight. Things are going so wonderfully that I’m terrified that all this isn’t real so I keep rereading messages and reliving moments, talking to Shadow about these moments, making them as real as can be. I’m really quite scared that this is going to be taken away from me and that I’m going to end up eternally broken.
But on this lovely cool night, all I can really think about as my eyelids get heavier, is that I wish you were beside me so I could feel small and safe in your arms.
