On Sherlock, Movies, and Napping

Today was the first day we have spent all day in the house together.  Well, not all day, we bought £20 worth of junk food at Morrison's, before heading home to cotch on the sofa and watch the last episode of the first season of Sherlock, and "Godsend" (a somewhat boring De Niro movie).  We then had a nap, before her friend came over for an evening in.


It was a really, truly nice day.  Properly relaxed, spending time together.  I loved every minute of it.  I ended up having to literally tear myself away, as I could've quite happily sat there all night chatting and laughing with the two of them.

Shortly before I left, I told her she had beautiful eyes.  Not normally considered an "out there" thing to say, but was it a step too far?  She mumbled something about them not being anything special and walked away.

As soon as I left the house I felt physically sick.  I hate leaving her behind, to go and sleep elsewhere.  I hate knowing she is closing the door behind me.




She means the world to me.