“You turn me on something fierce, obviously. But you also…” I trail off. It’s so hard to put it into words. “You make me feel…” I stop, groaning in frustration, because I’ve never been skilled at expressing myself. Putting emotions to words. “You make me feel everything,” I finally reveal. “You make me smile. You make me hard. You drive me crazy.” My voice breaks slightly. “You make me feel safe.”
Arggghh
