May 11, 2004

I know what it is... I just want to be held. To have someone's arms around me and my arms around someone, holding tight, and feeling safe and secure.

I wish that someone was Jeb. To feel his ducky soft hair on my cheek, his warm skin next to mine, his soft breathing the only sound I hear.

I want to be in his arms where I feel safe.

that was then - this is now