December 4, 2009

Day 2 of Promises kept.

I'm not a good writer and I will never be.

There are truly no words to describe how you made me feel these past two days. You stayed with me until I feel asleep and your voice was the first thing I heard in the mornings.

I really liked that. I liked that you were the last person I thought about before I slept and the first one on my mind in the morning.

As corny as this sounds, you made me feel safe and protected, as if nothing could ever go wrong.