…is all you muttered, over and over.  you whimpered and cried to me how you wanted to be with me so much, how you love me, how you just wanted your daniel.

you kept telling C that i was the best, you kept asking her to call me so you could hear my voice…never have i felt such devotion and love as i did when i heard you saying those things…

i want my daniel, i want my daniel, i just want my daniel…where is my daniel…

are you my daniel?  i just want my daniel

call my daniel, i want him on the phone, i want my daniel

my daniel always has dr pepper for me

my daniel always keeps me warm

my daniel will make everything better

i just want to be with you, you’re my daniel

why aren’t you here with me? i need you

it warmed my heart so much to hear you talking like that.  it really did.  and honestly, i can’t think of a time that anyone has made me happier or made me feel as loved as you.

and all the other little things you said…you kept telling C that i wasn’t an asshole, that you really loved me, that i was cute…that i made you happy…

you said “i love you…really…i really mean it…some people say it and they don’t mean it, but i really mean it…”

i just hated the sadness in your voice when you kept asking why i wasn’t there with you, why i wasn’t there to take care of you.  i wanted to be…so badly.  but it all worked out, i was able to save you and protect you, if only for a little while.

my room still has your scent lingering…my pillows smell sweet and inviting, and it only makes me miss you more.