Sometimes I am so overwhelmed by love, that it paralyzes me. Mostly from Trav. Always from God. Lately I have wanted to record this special moment between Travis and I that am finally sitting down to write. It happens late at night and I don't write it then, because I don't want to disturb it.
We almost always go to bed together, at the same time. We usually watch TV and I get the most amazing back rubs. Then Travis gets tired before me. He'll get all comfy on his side, facing me. I'm still sitting up watching shows. Then I feel it. His hand is resting on me. It's the arm he's sleeping on, stretched out and across my leg. I sometimes sit that way longer than needed so I can keep the feeling.
I asked him about it. I think it's been going on the entire time we've been together, but I just recently became consciously aware of it to ask him. He said he sleeps better touching me, that he doesn't sleep well when we aren't together. Awwww.
I pray everyone feels the smallest gesture that speaks the loudest. Every night.
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