And i like falling asleep next to him. Sometimes i wake up in the middle of the night, feel his presence, move closer to his warm side , rest my head on his shoulder and fall asleep. I never wake up with him in the morning. Somehow he manages to leave the room without me knowing. Superhero...

Some weirdos - supermodel freaks - can call him fat but its not true. He is soft and comfy.
And he is always warm... oh my god he is my god of heat. With my allergy i really need that. And he is not afraid of my cold feet superpower!

I never want to leave his sight. Despite of occasional strange jokes i love wtching him. There is so much in his face, in his body. Scars, marks... warmth... wisdom, sadness, caring...

We walked. And people stared. At me. Wondering why would a person like me be with a guy like him. And i was looking back feeling sorry for them because they dont have a guy like him.