My Love

The first thing I think when I wake up in the morning is about him. The last thing I think about when I fall asleep at night is how nice his arms are around me. The middle of every day is plagued with thoughts about what he is doing, how his day is going and what he would think of this or what he would say of that. I love him more than I have ever loved anyone else in the world. Sometimes we fight like cats and dogs. And sometimes being together could not be sweeter. Our love is as passionate as the lives we live.

I have been told that our relationship is safe. But they can't see everything under the surface. I care for him more deeply than I have ever cared for anyone or anything. I wish there was a way for me to show him. A way better than saying simply "I love you". And often I wonder if he feels the same for me. Don't get me wrong, I know he loves me. Very, very much. I just wish I knew exactly what was going through his head when he looks at me and says I am pretty. Or when he laughs at me and plays with my hair. Or when I snuggle into him early in the morning to insist that he wake up.

I do feel safe when I am with him. I feel like there is nothing in the world that can hurt me as long as I am in his arms. I know I have someone in my life now that will do anything necessary to care for me, always. But I wonder if he knows that I feel the same about him and just how far I would go for him.

A love like the one I have for him is the kind of love that they write great romances about. I love him more as time goes on. I love him better as I learn more about who he is and who I am. I love him a new every time I see him for the man I know he hides from most other people. And I love him for letting me see that man. It is enduring and timeless.

I wish there was a way to know for sure that he is mine forever. In that way it is no more safe than any other relationship. What is a "safe" relationship anyway?