Normal Again

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol


Jon just left. An hour late being home. Today, despite the morning, was... really really good. No, scratch that, even the morning was good. I ran two miles, my dad doesn't hate me even though he now knows about my religious viewpoints, I spent the better half of the day with Jon and Chris goofing off (and I finally got to take Jon out for lunch!) and then the evening with just Jon... ;)

I feel better. There's nothing wrong with me. Jon was right, we were rushing. Now that I'm actually thinking straight I can see he only meant that in a way of concern. Maybe he really does love me and was worried about pushing things to fast that he wanted to savor. Either way, I'm glad to have this other him back. I missed being "appreciated". I have never felt more safe than when I do with his arms around me. As if nothing in the world could even touch me. As if nothing else exists except for him and I, suspended in a precious moment.

I can't stop grinning. In a way, it was almost worth it. Chris told me that too much of a good thing can be bad for you... maybe we were just too good and too much of each other that first month... in any case, those few off days made it all worth it today. Jon is simply intoxicating.

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

It's funny because I still have a paper due tomorrow that I haven't started. I think I'm going to go take a shower, half-ass a paper, and then curl up with the promise of sweet dreams entailing Jon and I and nothing else. Sounds marvelous.


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