Me and Sam were in that faze of our relationship where we are all over each other. And we weren't like those public touchy couples, but we don't care. We're willing to do anything, everywhere. I love him. It's a new feeling and its a good one.
I woke up this morning on top of him. It's been a week and a bit since he had that panic attack, he's been better. His dad is still in the hospital, but is doing better he goes there most days to see him. Other than those times. He's with me. We've literally been attached. But I don't mind. It not suffocating.
I watch him as he was still asleep. His hand rested on my thigh below my butt and my arms were wrapped around him. There was some slight sun gleaming through my blinds and I just lay there watching him. I make patterns on his chest while he s
