~<Helpless>~

~<1>~

The way he stares at me
Studying every inch in such a way, as if he never wishes to forget
The way he talks
Like every word could be his last
The way he moves
With such grace and confidence I have fallen in love with
The way he laughs
As if everything I say makes his life that much better
The way he holds me
Like large, welcoming arms that will never let me go, never let me fall, and never let me down
The way he plays with my hair
With the purest of heart and sweetest intent
The way he's always near
A place to lie my head in distress, fatigue, or love
The way he breaths
Soft, caring, but with strong will, confidence
The way he loves me
I will never see again, and have no intentions to
The way he leaves me unsteady, breathless, helpless
Yes, he leaves me helpless
This silent helplessness
Helpless

Angels on your pillow sweet dreams goodnight my love. See you in the morning.