All I Wanted Was You

Bitter.
Would I call myself bitter?
I like to think not.
Broken yeah but bitter no.
I wasn’t even angry at him, Nathan I mean.
I was too depressed to get angry.
Dan was expecting angry but not total numbness but its different for people when they go through what I did.
Maybe one day I will get angry…who knows.
I sat playing my guitar and playing a random tune that popped into my head that lead me to my piano.
And soon enough a composition was written.
Never thought I would be able to do that again, maybe since I am a bit happier.
Maybe.
There was a knock at the door.
I went to answer it.
“Hey gorgeous.”
“hi.”
“could you help with something?”
“Yeah what is it?”
“Can you help me close this?”
I looked in the hallway and saw his suitcase about to burst.
“hahaha yeah come on.”
We laid it on the floor and I unzipped it.
I stared at the jungle of clothes and shoes and sunglasses there in it.
“Robert Pattinson have you ever heard of folding your clothes?”
“I heard it once or twice but I have never actually seen it in real life.”
I shook my head
“come on lets get all this organized.”
“Yes ma’am”
We dumped everything out and start folding folding.
“Grab a shirt and fold Rob.”
“But how do I?...”
“Just watch.”
He looked at me and then started to fold and lets just say it took us a while to get everything organized.
I fell back to the ground.
“My gosh how do you fit all that into a that one suitcase?”
“Magic my dear.”
“hahaha we should get some sleep because we have to wake up early I assume?”
“Yes we do hey do you mind if I use your bathroom?”
“Go for it I have to find something to sleep in.”
He came up and kissed my head and went to the bathroom with a set of clothes.
I just changed into an old t shirt and some shorts.
He came out looking quite the same.
“Hey we match.”
He looked at me and then at himself
“Would you look at that?”
He grinned
“Am I crashing on the couch?”
I smiled I shook my head and lead him to the bed.
He jumped right in and opened his arms for me to come.
“Come on sweetie.”
I got in and laid my head onto his chest
He ran his fingers through my hair.
“Why is it I sleep at least a little better when you are here with me?”
He looked down at me.
“I don’t know. I still have the occasional nightmare, scratch that I always have a nightmare but they are not as intense as they use to be.”
“That’s good that you are sleeping a bit better.”
“Yep.”
He started to hum a tune and my eyes were starting to get heavy.
Rob Pattinson you are amazing.