This morning, a rare thing occured.....I woke up before my boyfriend. Normally he is up and about before my lazy ass is in gear. I sat on the floor next to the bed, and watched him sleep. He looked at peace, and I started to realize how much I really do love him.

He is my all. My everything. When I am with him, I feel complete, safe, out of harms way. He is my lover, and most of all, he is my best friend. We share everything, from something as simple as a Coke, to our deepest fears.

Today is a good day.