R*

Morning never comes and maybe I don't ever want it to. Remember when we were lying in your bed together, it was the first night you held me in your arms, and you smelled my hair, and you put it around my ears so you could see my face - I had never felt quite so vulnerable before. No, not ever - not with you, or with anyone else. It was magic. The moment was magic - I prayed for it to last forever. Because it was all that I needed. Nothing else - no job, no money, no education, no children, no marriage - nothing. All I needed in life, was you - you to put my hair around my ears every time it fell on my face, so you could see me clearer, and I could keep falling more and more in love with you. Pathetic? I agree.