To sleep, perchance to dream…

I slept with him. And that’s in the very literal sense of the word, sleep. We lay down together, holding each other tightly and drifted off. Nothing else happened. We spent the night wrapped in each other’s arms. I’ve never felt as close or connected to anyone before in my entire life. I’ve also never felt as safe, comfortable and cared for before. I love him. I really and truly do. And the scariest part of this whole thing, is that he loves me too. He’s told me, and he shows me all the time in all of the things he says and does.

I don’t know what can happen with it. I don’t know, for that matter, if anything even can. But I know for now, that i’m content with what I feel and what I know that he feels for me.