Without

Without him in my bed, I feel vulnerable for nightmares' attack. There is too much room to toss and turn, wiggle and kick. There is no protective arm wrapped around me or chest beating consistently to sooth my soul. I lack the quiet soft kisses on my forehead or him brushing my hair, readying for sleep. I miss our rambling back and forth to silence our minds. But most of all, I just miss our easy sleep, drifting off together until the sun rises again.

How I Knew

Dear Love,

   It took me awhile to find you in your truest form. It took me awhile to realize that the man in front of me who was a close friend for so long was actually the one right in front of me the whole time. But now that I've found you, thank you. Thank you for helping me understand what true love is.

   True love is wanting to wake up to that person every morning. They're the last one on your mind at night before you drift off to sleep. They're your best friend, your confidante, your partner in crime. They're the one who you show the true you. They're the one who in return, lets loose too and shows the true them. Love in its truest form is raw. It's the basis of who you and that person are. It's not about being fake. It's not about being who you think they want you to be. Nope. It's embracing who both of you are and loving each other. It's about helping each other out, not always being on the receiving end. People too easily nowadays get caught up in their own stress and their own problems, but when you truly love someone, both of your walls are down and you let each other help with the obstacles in life. You understand what your partner needs whether it be a neck massage, a homecooked meal or just some hugs and cuddles.

  True love is not being afraid to commit or show your love. It's about being comfortable in your own skin and confident enough of your relationship to not have to hide anything or from anyone. True love is trusting in your other closest friends and family and knowing that if they approve, they know the true you and that person. True love doesn't doubt. It doesn't hesitate. It takes the leap of faith and knows exactly what you need.

Thank you love,
That girl that understands

It Goes Like This- Thomas Rhett

Time

When we think about time, we think of hours we have left of work
or days until something special or when we need to be somewhere.
We obsess over how the traffic is going to make us late or missing
an appointment that was directly at 8 a.m. and can't be rescheduled.

But the thing is, when you're in love, time simply does not matter.
It comes and goes, birthdays, anniversaries, weekends, it moves on,
but it moves on in our lover's eyes and how we draw out every kiss
and how every hug is caught in the moment, suspended in this second,
begging to never let go and to try and stop time from moving any quicker.

When you're in love, every precious moment is not taken for granted,
it's not wished away, the clock is not watched, cell phones are left
on book cases or desk or in bags and simply forgotten. Time becomes
fragile. It becomes that thing that cannot be quicken or slowed,
it just is let be to be time, to let the hours slowly tick by on the grandfather
clock. It is accepted and so is your kiss, your hug, your love into my heart.

Discuss: Extroverts and Introverts in a Relationship

I'd like to discuss this. As we know, extroverts and introverts can be complete opposites. Sometimes, a person is on such an extreme end of extrovert or introvert that they may find it difficult to mix with someone on the opposite end of the spectrum.

From my experience as what I would probably call an extreme extrovert, I can get along with introverts as friends ok, but as a relational partner, not so much. If a person exhibits some introvert characteristics, the works fine alone, can be quiet, etc, I can get along with them just fine. My own significant other right now is a mix between an extrovert and introvert (though if you ask him, he might say he's more introvert, however, I know better.)

However, in past experiences, I can't seem to make it mix with an extreme introvert. Maybe it's just me and that's why I want to discuss this. But someone who is completely closed off with their thoughts or goes out in la la daydream land way too much or just wants to stay home all the time and be alone or play video games or not talk about things, drives me insane.

As an extrovert, I like to talk. I like to listen and communicate. I like to be around people. I like to have fun and be with my friends and do things outside of the house. I can hang around a house too, but I'll quickly feel lazy and need to get up and do something. Or I'll just get bored. It's like there's no stimulation for me just sitting around. I like to keep busy.

What I'm wondering is how consistent this thought may be across the board. Whether you're hetero or homosexual, do you identify as an extreme extrovert or introvert? Who do you find you mold with best when it comes to significant others?

The Chevy

And I will sit shotgun in your Chevy Silverado,
feet on the dash, windows open, hair flying,
as the cool summer breeze whips around us,
sun gazing down on my sunglasses,
no clouds in the air, no rain droplets to ruin the moment,
blasting country with your hand in mine
twisting fingers together, light squeezes,
silent words of I love you,
and it'll be one of the happiest moments of my life.

True Believers- Darius Rucker

We are two, true believers.

Sometimes

Sometimes I just don't know
how he dries my tears
as the stress rolls down my cheeks in waves
and just speaks in his deep calm voice
steadily assuring me that it's all ok.
It's not anything he's done wrong
it's not even anything wrong with our love.
It's all the outside world as it pummels
its wrath down upon me, conflicting
and fighting with every text, every email,
every phone call in which someone lies
or argues or criticizes. Nothing can be cheerful
some days. Sometimes I just don't know
how to deal, but he sits, hugs me,
a kiss on the forehead or the lips,
hands me tissues and just makes me say
"It'll all be ok."

Road Miles

You can't undo a fall like this cause love don't know a distance. 

I don't care that we have to micromanage trips
and budget gas money just for the trips
or that it takes me an hour in traffic
to arrive at your house on a Wednesday night.
Because with us, it's crazy but it works
and we fought for too long
to let a little bit of cruisin' harm us.
So I'll roll down my windows
turn up the country music,
slide on my shades, fill the gas tank
and cruise along, smiling knowing you're
at the end of the journey.
We make this work,
every drive, every day, every single smile
that we get in. I have learned to love this road,
love the anticipation of your kiss, your arms around me.

Waking Dream

Sometimes I don't know how I got so lucky
to have you curled up beside me, wrapped in your arms
but then I remember that this was meant to be
and that you are mine as I am yours.

In the morning, it is like I am still in a dream state
drowsy with sleep and head resting on your chest
hair spread everywhere, legs entangled
as you slowly open your eyes and a good morning kiss.

It is the warmth that comes from being with you,
it is the not needing a sheet even with the fans
blowing cool air over us because our body heat
is enough to make our temperatures just right.

It is the safety and comfort that comes from sleeping
in your t shirt, against the wall, guarded by you
from all evils, all monsters under the bed or demons
in the closet. It is how we love each other.