The confidence and grit with which he does everything never fails to turn me on; he’s a fucking mountain. Unshakable and strong, and it’s with a weak and soft heart that I realise that the shadow I’ve always been resentful of, is one I now want to live under. I want to use it for shelter and warmth. Have it at my back when it rains. Have it warm me when I’m alone and afraid. I want him in my life in all the ways that matter.
