Cheesy Movie Moments *part 1*

You know when in shows or movies something scary or bad happens and the main girl and her man (or maybe a potential "her man") instinctively hold each other? She reaches for him and he presses her to his chest? It always seems silly and slightly over dramatic because really who does that in impending danger? Isn't it get the fuck out time?

But I was watching that overused gesture today and all I could think was G-d I wish Chris was here. I wanted to transport myself into his arms. I was thinking that it's probably because I look to him for strength and love. Unadulterated acceptance. Being held so close to protect me from the world. Maybe even myself. It makes things just a little bit better.

In our little movie we're the main lovers. Star crossed? Nah. Suddenly realizing we're in love? Past that point (it's been five years). No we're just the lovers. Still so in love that when I see happy couples in the movies or TV I miss him. I want him to be next to me. To wrap me up in his arms and love me. To keep me safe.