And Hold Me, For The World May End
Wednesday, October 27th, 2004
And Hold Me, For The World May End
A Dom Entry
I don't feel as nervous as I did this afternoon, the first time I returned home today, with a letter. Not even as nervous as the second time I returned home, with Billy at my side, smiling, not knowing what I'd set on the kitchen counter for him to find.
He found it while I waited in our room, writing nervous things about the day in the journal he'd given me. And I knew when he had finished the letter, because I heard his hurried footsteps coming up the stairs, heard him run to the doorway of our room inside to face me in with tears on his face and so many words. So many trembling and frustrated words, until I felt them all building inside of me, and the tears rimmed my eyes, and he raced to me to hold me to apologise for it all. We both fell into our bed, arms locked tightly around each other in love and apology and even more love than I could understand, and he rested with me to comfort me and kissed me, and I felt so forgiven. Finally, I feel forgiven, in that moment suddenly in his arms. I cried with such relief; that place of sorrow inside of me is gone. It's filling up with overwhelming love. That nervousness, that sadness, all of those things that I didn't mean to say, are gone.
And we made love. And we made love. And we made love.
My Billy, I'm enamored by you. My heart was soaring as I moved with you. I was flying. This time I was more than making love to you. I was witnessing you complete me.
Love me. Feel me love you. Never let it go away. This is where I want to stay for the rest of my life.
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