I'm afraid to lose him.
Because I'm deeply, madly in love with him and everything he stands for, all that he is.

And I don't see any reason why he'd feel the same way.

I'm afraid.

Every now and then something awesome comes along and I'm afraid to lose it.

I'm afraid.

I feel blessed with a man like that and I'd love to grow old with him more then I ever wanted to with anybody else.
I don't feel like I deserve him at all.
He's too good for me and I'm not nearly as good for him as he's for me.

I love lying in his arms, feeling his warm kisses in my neck.
Lying close to him, sleeping next to him, sleeping with him.
Every minute spend with him, feels like heaven.

He calms the demons I already have, instead of awakening something afwull inside of me.
He soothes me.
He comforts me.
He gives me courage.

It all feels so good.

It's like all of a sudden the man I've always wanted, waited for, has come on my path and I want it to succeed so bad.

We've (or better, I) had already such wonderfull times.
He doesn't have to spoil me like this.

I just love him with my heart and soul.
And I don't know I can assure him I'm not lying about that.

I hope he doesn't have any doubts.
I feel frail and vulnerable, because I'm naked with him, as in, my soul and heart are naked when I'm with him.
I show him everything I am and what makes me, me.

I love him.
More then words can say.

And so does my son. He likes him very much too and would love this man to stick around and be a part of our lives, a major parrt of lives.

I'm in love and enjoy being around him more than I ever thought was possible.
Right now there's not a single thing I think we'd have a fight about or anything that feels wrong.
It's comfy and warm and he makes me feel loved.