You

I am sat opposite you, and I am happy.

I don't know what it is about your presence that seems to calm me down, but somehow you have always had this effect on me. Even when you barely knew me, you had this amazing capacity to make me feel safe and protected. Only a really special friend could ever do that.

You look really lovely when you are concentrating. You keep telling me that you are going to revise, but we both know you are reading blogs and forums on the things you actually enjoy. We both know this and we both don't mind; it makes me smile to know that you are happy and somehow you accept my half-hearted attempts to stear you back to work.

Sometimes, I like to just watch you. All those tiny little movements that you don't even realise you are doing fascinate me. I just want to wrap my arms around you and hold you tight, and never let you go. It's strange how much I want to protect you when it is you that makes me feel protected. You rescued me before Christmas, you kept me safe.

You still save me every day.