Your words like whalesong float through my ears, soothing me. They swirl around my head, now emptied of all thoughts other than those of you. I remember the day everything changed. The day you started meaning more to me than anything else. Maybe I could be accused of neglecting all of the things that are supposed to be important. Maybe the accusations would be true. But for now, at least, I am absorbed in you, completely taken over by your words, your smell, the feel of your skin, and you alone. I could stay like this forever.
December 11, 2008