The things you feel :

      Do you love her ?

      Do you ever stare at the ceiling wondering if she dreams about you? Do you ever feel her ghostly touch on your chest and the heat that comes with it ?

      I was asking myself these. Then, yesterday i thought some more and i came to this:

      I miss her legs crossing mine and those cold feet. I miss her little ass stuck to my body while her hand grabs me closer just to fell my vibe, just to keep her warm and protected. I miss the nights when she does that, when she turns around in her deep sleep covering me with her hair... that long, soft, sexy hair ...

      I miss the mornings when she wakes up with that lazy face of hers and she forces a smile just to make my day better. Her tiny,gentle hand crossing my hair with insecure movements. Her kiss creating the greatest reactions in my body.The tension,the sparkles in her eyes...i think i am too careless to call sparkles the flames that burn my demons everyday, from the heat of which my iced hell is melting, just like my manhood.

      Day by day i see how special she is. I make sacrifices for her but i never call them that. I don't charge the beautiful things we make with such a connotation. We are doing them because it makes the other happy, it makes us, both, happy. And when we are happy, we play. We play like two kids, running around, tickling, pinching each other with joy.

      I see the world through her eyes and it is perfect.

      She is the music that doesn't play in your ears but in your body, the one that makes you dance for no reason. The sound that gets stuck on your brain and never gets out again, but me,  i never play it at lower volume, i never shut it down.

      I always wondered what she would have done if she was in trouble, then i looked inside and felt my little angel lighting my darkness. I sometimes feel like that, when i make a decision , when i need support, when i feel alone....

      I miss the strength she gives me , the man she makes me look like. I never felt so special before and i never will.

      I don't search my happiness anymore because i found out where it is, it's in her, but not inside, it's literally, materialized in her. She's the woman of my life ! I need her !

      Will i ever feel otherwise ? Hell no.

      So do you think you feel this? Do you know what you feel?

       Do you love her ?