Her: How does he make you feel?
Me: Today? Today he made me feel like I was the only spot in the world where the sun shone.
On Tuesday, he made me feel like it was okay that I forgot my umbrella although the rain was pouring.
He knows I’m a hurricane. And he comes with a raincoat. One of those two piece ones that come with a cap. Kind of like a little yellow fireman.
Her: How does he make you feel?
Me: Inadequate. Like he’s missing a piece of his jigsaw and I’m trying desperately to be it but I won’t fit.
I won’t fit.
The Empress' Musings 