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As his loving girlfriend, I will never ever turn away the goodnight ritual we have seemed to fabricate over the course of our first year together, even when i am beyond angry with him. I wait patiently ever night (if we cannot be in person) for him to call, my heart skipping several beats each time it happens. I never wait for the phone to ring twice. I could not be happier to have the priveliage to have heard his voice last before I fall into slumber.
His sweet words sooth me, and if i be crying before hand, they are always ceased by the end of the ritual.
"Baby, ...I'm going to bed now," He'll tell me tenderly
"Okay..." I'm sad. But I know my boy needs his sleep. There is a pause for a moment or two, and I wait for him to speak once more, intaking every tone, and every hale to his voice.
"Goodnight," He speaks, his words carressing me, and pulling at my heart
"Goooooodniiiiight," I always reply with the cutest tone i can summate.
"Sweet dreams.."
"Sweeeet dreams."
"And I love you, Kaitlynn. More than anything. You are the light of my world, so light my world again tomorrow, even brighter than today."
"I love you too, Liam..I love you so much."
There is always a pause, and I know he's smiling, because I can feel it. I know i am.
" Alright, sweetheart...I gotta go now."
"Liam..." I say in a pleaing tone, not wanting to hang up.
"Kaitlynn?" He replies after a short pause. His voice is something I know i couldn't do without.
"Liam...I love you more."
"I love you most, baby girl."
"Good night."
"....Goodnight."
Pause.
I'm never the one to hang up, ever. I always sit there, waiting in silence, for that static break in the phone line to tell me he has gone. Sometimes, I think he waits for me to make the move. I never can though. i feel guilty, and i end up calling him back to tell him once more how much he means to me..I can only dream that one day, I won't have to say goodbye. I will wake up the next morning and he will be holding me, and I will have woken because he kissed me with his soft tender lips upon my head.
Falling asleep in his arms is the best feeling...and waking up in them is even better. If God ever granted me a single wish...I would wish that no matter how hard the times may get, that I will always have my Liam to wake up too. Until the day I die.
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