Two

I love how you hold me in your arms. That warm embrace you pull me into

For reassurance, 

Love,

Security.

I always feel like I'm enveloped by an invisible force-field that shields me from any form of harm. 

I love that you're always by my side, protecting me and I would be free of the world's worries. <3

I hope I am able to provide the same warmth that you have given me. 

One: The mirror.

Hello :)

#1, or Day 1.

You must be wondering, what am I up to this time.

In the next 100 posts (and tentatively the next 100 days, if I'm not too caught up with work that is), just the little things I remember about us. Our little memories. Somewhere to store up to a percent of what we have.

So here it is, a simple first post.


The mirror.

I remember the times when you would pick me up and spin me around and, then walk to the mirror to show me how silly I looked. When you cradled me, or held me on your shoulders upside down all I could think of was holding you closer to have a sense of support just incase I were to slip off. But when I looked into your eyes, from the reflection in the mirror, I just knew. I knew you wouldn't let me fall <3 Ever.