In love

I can't help thinking about my boy all day. I miss his voice, his hugs, everything about him. For all intents and purposes i consider him my family. I'm not sure he realises all that he is to me. When i wake up in the morning a wanna see his head on the pillow beside me. I hope he is smiling, because i love his smile as much as i love seeing him happy. He is someone who will probably never fully comprehend how strong he is in my eyes. I wish he would steal me away, change my last name and protect me forever, but until that day comes i hope he's knows that i am completely his