Just My Mind

He is the only best friend of mine now.
I couldn't talk anything with anyone else but him. I've cried on his shoulder so many times that I can't really count.
Once he said that crying is ok, but I can't cry all the time to make everything ok. So, I'm trying to be tough, not to be weak. It doesn't mean that I stop crying.
I just get up soon, and he's always there to help me.
Thanks to him.
He is the only best friend of mine now and I just know he feels the same.
He always says that he is the best for me, that he is trying to do the best.
I trust him.
Really.
He tries to wake up early, go to work early, and come home late. Just to do the best for me, for us, for our babies who haven't come yet.
I know I'm mad to him often because I think he doesn't care. But he's never tired to convince me that I'm wrong.
'I love you. What I'm doing now is because I love you.' So he said.
My tears fell down in happiness.
He chats with mom so often. He gives her jokes. He makes her laugh. He respects her a lot. Since he is the only man in our family now, mom depends on him so much. She believes in him. He's her own son.
My two sisters do the same. I can't be their older sister all the time, but this man can be their older brother whenever they want.
Two thumbs for him.
He's a dreamer. He said dreams make him alive. Dreams make him so powerful. He shares his dreams with me every night. He said that he needs me to reach all his dreams because there's always me in his every dream.
So, here I am, by his side, always...
The dark is getting tight now and I'm still having a great pleasure looking at him while he's sleeping. He looks so tired after working a whole day. I know that he's tired but he never says so. He's still sleeping. Can't wake him up easily then...
Good night, dear...
Have a nice dream! I love you so much...
I said so and kissed his forehead firmly as I prayed to God to protect him wherever he is.

(It's a great pleasure to see him while he's sleeping.)