Title: My Half

Title: My Half

Name: Joy

Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com

Rating: PG-13

The night is so quiet. All I can hear is Logan breathing. I don't even hear the cars below on the street. Life is perfect in this moment… Tomorrow I don't have to work so I get another couple days with Logan before I have to face the world. I can't believe the way the last few days have gone. Why am I surprised? The moment I admitted my feelings were more then friends, I was taking a nose-dive into love…

I move into the living room, so I can move about since I'm wide-awake. Where is Logan's sketchpad and stuff? I dig through one of Logan's closets discovering a vast array of inks and paper. I can use this time to write him something sweet…tender. Just get the words out of my head and onto the page…

My Half

I longed to find

The half I missed

Long ago I lost

The half I thought

Was gone from all

I knew of my past

I found my half

In the heart of a friend

One I trusted to comfort & console

Yet there it was

Amongst the compassion & kindness

Loyalty & love I longed for

So now I'm whole

In the heart of my friend

Who will love, honor, & cherish me

Until my end.

That sounds good. I'm sure he'll like it. Where is his journal? I'll write it in there as a surprise. OK last page… Wait a minute. What's this? Another poem for me… I'm not going to read it… When he feels like sharing, he'll show me.

"MAX!" I hear Logan call.

I hurry to the bedroom. "I'm right here," I say sitting next to him.

"Where were you?" he mutters deeply tired.

"In the living room… I'm wide-awake so moved. I didn't want to disturb you."

"It's disturbing not to wake up with you next to me, but I guess I'll have to learn to manage," he says with a yawn. "Will you lay down with me until I'm asleep again?" he says much like a little kid would.

"Of course," I whisper snuggling into his outstretched arms.

"I love you Max… I always have…at least it feels that way. I can't imagine life without you… I don't want to. You make me complete," he whispers in my ear.

"I know the feeling," I whisper back. "Go to sleep, my love," I say kissing his cheek, knowing tomorrow he will read my words and understand more fully.