thankful.

Sometimes you meet people and something "clicks". They're as comfortable as the cold side of the pillow, as refreshing as febreze after a smoke, and as sweet as getting flowers just because its wednesday. They are so amazing in the simplest ways. And this is my story: "Angels" like that rarely show up in my life.... so when they do come across my path, I can't help but hold on; hold on so tight that they never cross a lovers path. They are too amazing to be anything else than friends that keep me comforted, keep me smiling with my heart, and
keep me high on that healthy love.