I can deny Him nothing. He holds the Masterkey to all that is me. With a touch of His hand He can bring me to my knees or make my heart soar.
I am at my strongest with Him and my most vulnerable to Him.
Peace. Harmony. Happiness. A few moments of those that I am ever grateful for as I turn around to wage war on the practicalities of my life so that our dreams can begin.
I love Him. My M. My Daddy. My best friend. And I fucking hate that i won't be there tonight for Him. To love Him. To share with Him. To simply breathe next to Him.