Drabble – Appendage
He is a piece of me, attached at the heart. He shares my dreams, my secret desires and my dirty little pleasures. He knows me inside and out, and loves me all the same.
He is my soul.
When he is gone it fells like a part of me is injured or missing. I miss his smile, the sound of his voice, his touch. Others have come into my life to stay a short time or awhile, but he my constant, my foundation, and my strength.
He is a part of me and I would have it no other way.
