Jarrett you make it easier to breathe, I have been feeling so sad lately, the cold weather, the dark days, but I saw you this weekend, I fell asleep next to your pretty brightly lit christmas tree, so warm and so comfortable, so happy and content, I woke up to you next to me and I felt so good that I was awake, the sky outside was filled with tiny cold white flakes, the snow on the ground softly piled about, I didn't care that it was snowing, I was inside with you <3
All my sadness, all the frightening things I have to face, seem less bad, I know that no matter what happens I will always have a warm place in your heart to come to and curl up in.
You are the sunshine on my face, the whisper of a breeze through the grass, the cooling rush of water on my feet, the scent of fresh rain, the feel of a feather on my back, you are all of the beautiful moments I have felt in my life, you are every kind gesture, you are every sweet taste I have tasted, you are every song I have loved, you are everything dear and closest to my heart.
Someone once told me that when you are looking for a partner, its like looking for fire when its cold and bleak, you travel around searching for something to keep you warm through the cold, sometimes you find a small candle and you convince yourself that it will keep you warm, though its small and it really isn't very comfortable, but you tell yourself that its something.
You have to move away from the candle, you know that there is a fire, that fire that will never go out and always burn warm and bright through anything, but it's so hard to leave the candle, because you know the way to finding the fire will be cold and sad because there will be nothing to warm you at all, and what if you don't even find it? what if you never do? then you have nothing, sometimes you have to be brave enough to be cold, to face the harsh weather that plagues the human heart, because finding that fire is possible.
He is my fire, my warm happy place, my light that will never cease, I know I was cold before him, huddling over a dim candle, but I was brave and I looked for my fire.