For the first time since our relationship I was comfortable enough to wake up in Jonathan's arms. It was a glorifying feeling that brought a smile to my face. Usually after a night spent exploring one another's body like last night, I am up and flying to my bed or I am pushing him to his even before the taste of our release is out of our mouths.
Talking to him and unburdening my worries and insecurities has lifted a lot of load of my chest. His beautiful words last night was able to convince to pack up all those misfeelings and doubts and shove them into the strongest metal box in my mind and padlocked them allowing only the happiest feelings which can be found in his arms to remain.
This morning there is no hurry to get up because there is no morning mass. It is Sunday and masses star
