All I wanted was you..

How you ever heard of folding your clothes?

Bitter.

Would I call myself bitter?

I like to think not.

Broken yeah but bitter no.

I wasn’t even angry at him, Nathan I mean.

I was too depressed to get angry.

Dan was expecting angry but not total numbness but its different for people when they go through what I did.

Maybe one day I will get angry…who knows.

I sat playing my guitar and playing a random tune that popped into my head that lead me to my piano.

And soon enough a composition was written.

Never thought I would be able to do that again, maybe since I am a bit happier.

Maybe.

There was a knock at the door.

I went to answer it.

“Hey gorgeous.”

“hi.”

“could you help with something?”

“Yeah what is it?”

“Can you help me close this?”

I looked in the hallway and saw his suitcase about to burst.

“hahaha yeah come on.”

We laid it on the floor and I unzipped it.

I stared at the jungle of clothes and shoes and sunglasses there in it.

“Robert Pattinson have you ever heard of folding your clothes?”

“I heard it once or twice but I have never actually seen it in real life.”

I shook my head

“come on lets get all this organized.”

“Yes ma’am”

We dumped everything out and start folding folding.

“Grab a shirt and fold Rob.”

“But how do I?...”

“Just watch.”

He looked at me and then started to fold and lets just say it took us a while to get everything organized.

I fell back to the ground.

“My gosh how do you fit all that into a that one suitcase?”

“Magic my dear.”

“hahaha we should get some sleep because we have to wake up early I assume?”

“Yes we do hey do you mind if I use your bathroom?”

“Go for it I have to find something to sleep in.”

He came up and kissed my head and went to the bathroom with a set of clothes.

I just changed into an old t shirt and some shorts.

He came out looking quite the same.

“Hey we match.”

He looked at me and then at himself

“Would you look at that?”

He grinned

“Am I crashing on the couch?”

I smiled I shook my head and lead him to the bed.

He jumped right in and opened his arms for me to come.

“Come on sweetie.”

I got in and laid my head onto his chest

He ran his fingers through my hair.

“Why is it I sleep at least a little better when you are here with me?”

He looked down at me.

“I don’t know. I still have the occasional nightmare, scratch that I always have a nightmare but they are not as intense as they use to be.”

“That’s good that you are sleeping a bit better.”

“Yep.”

He started to hum a tune and my eyes were starting to get heavy.

Rob Pattinson you are amazing.