Have you ever gone some place you have never been before, but it feels like home? Or some reasonable facsimile to home. Like you belong there. Like this place was just sitting here, existing, waiting for you to show up and make it Real.
You are like that to me.
You have been here all along. So close to me. So independent of me, and me of you.
Now that I’m in this though, it feels like home. I had almost forgotten what that feeling Truly was.
I can just slough off all the armor, set aside the weights, and slink down next to you. You cover me like a balm and I remember what safe feels like. What Happyness feels like. What true contentment is. I hadn’t ever had it before. Glimpses of it maybe, but not car rides to St. Louis worth of it.
You are my Passion. You are my Sexy. You are my Lovely.