I'm a late sleeper, it's usually hard as hell to get me up.
I hit my alarm clock like it's will bite me if I get up
But for some reason totally out of my control I have woke up exactly at 4am since 4 days ago
I'll look at my computer, the screen and speakers are off, but if I turn the screen on.
There is a message from Chris that always remembers to add....
I love you sweetheart
He leaves it for me to read, the first thing I have to articulate
Before my mail, my sites, my book or other notes left by friends, there sits his sweetheart note.
And at 4am every morning I'm the happiest person you know.
I'll go back to bed to hopefully catch a few more ZZZzzzzs
His words making my heart skip a beat, something I thought I would feel after me and Rhett became nothing more then friends
I've loved Chris now for I don't know when, for a long time I denied it.
Because I also love(d) his best friend/brother
But now we've quit fighting it, we don't have to pass notes under my boyfriends nose, because now me and Chris
Are together, after waiting months that passed by so slow.
What I feel for him is like.... Shakespeare's greatest play that he could not create because there is so many emotions
Something that would make Aristotle have nothing to quote because the right words don't exist
The thing Da Vinci wouldn't paint as hard he tried because they don't make love a set color
I fell free to love Chris;
and thats what I'm doing at 4am every morning reading his letters.
