Fog Horns In The Morning

You know how you seem to have a person whom you're so comfortable with that you can sit together in a room and not have to say a thing? 

I had such a person, then lost them. But I think I might have just found one of those people again. They probably don't see it as a comforting silence but I just feel happy around them. I feel safe, the kind of safe a person feels when they're upset and a friend hugs them and tells them "I'm here".

And right now I feel like crying and smiling at the same time. It may be due to the song I'm listening to at the moment.

"Silence is the perfectos herald of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much." - William Shakespeare

- xx

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