I feel like I’m wasting away on the inside, literally. So my thoughts are scattered and I’ve said it before, you would be the best right now. As my thoughts scatter on the screen fresh from my addled mind, the one clear thought I have is you. Sleeping in front of your computer, perhaps still on with Skype open or maybe you became coherent enough to shut it down. Sitting next to me, holding me tight in a nurturing way that tells me without words that I’ll feel better. Your car sitting in my work’s parking lot waiting to whisk me away to a foreign bed with you. I could keep going, but I don’t have nearly enough time to tell you all my thoughts of you. You consume me and I offer myself to you. I know someday you’ll be able to take care of me when I’m not feeling well. You’ll rub my head and kiss my cheeks so tenderly the way only you know how and I’ll melt. You’ll bring me the best foods and medicines to fight what I’ve got. You’ll protect me and keep me safe. I love you.