Sleep will now come

Good afternoon blogger world have you noticed something different? I'll give you a clue it's a weekday and I'm posting in the afternoon - now that is different! It's Thursday and I'm not working, I'm on rest days today and tomorrow; I've not had days off in the week since my boyfriends birthday in March. It feels seriously weird and I wasn't looking forward to it at all because my boyfriend's working so I'm left to my own devices through the day; that's why I normally only take my weekends off so we can be together, this time I had no choice in the matter.

It's not been that bad to be honest and no where near as bad as I imagined - it's been a nice day weather wise and I've been busy washing windows, gardening, doing the laundry and taking time out to enjoy the sunshine in the garden; I've enjoyed myself! But the real bonus came about last night - my boyfriend stayed with me, which in itself is nothing unusual but because I didn't have to worry about getting up early for work we had a few beers whilst watching Miami Vice (the series and not the movie.) It was my second time around watching it but my boyfriends first - I'm showing my age now aren't I? In my defence I was only young(ish) the first time around!

Anyway we were lay together on the sofa, watching the television, drinking beer, cuddling and just chilling out. It was the perfect night, just so relaxing, calming and it felt so homely - there was a warmth of familiarity that surrounded us; we were doing nothing special by any means but it felt anything but. I mean it was just so special because of the ordinariness, it's good to go out together drinking, dancing and living it up but we can also have just as good a time by being together at home - under different circumstances admittedly, but still just as much fun. I guess the key to it is togetherness, it encompasses another set of dynamics.......

I was lay up against the sofa and my boyfriend was sat between my legs and lay up against my chest; I had my arms wrapped across his chest holding him against me and his hands were holding onto my arms - just so close. Then something magical happened, I felt his hand slip from my arm, at first I didn't take much notice but after a couple of minutes I looked down upon him. His head was resting on my chest and his eyes were shut - he was sleeping; he looked so beautiful and so at peace with the world. I could feel his chest slowly rise and fall as he breathed gently; I lay there for the longest time watching, listening and holding him whilst he slept. I've never felt so close to him, to anyone or even my own heart and soul; everything within me just wanted to protect him and keep him safe until the morning. I kissed him lightly on the forehead and tried my best to not cry.............