People close to me know my dilemma; everyone calls me paranoid or whacked out of my mind. I know somethings there, I just can't see it yet.

I take a seat at the same coffee shop from yesterday as my boyfriend orders a our drinks, since I had talked about how amazing their coffee is yesterday. Its a lie with some truth, I feel safe here.

He sits back to our table and sliding mine over to me. I puff out my cheeks looking around the shop, he places his hand on my mine and reminds me to calm down, I nod looking down at our hands, intertwining my fingers with his.

I look up to see him giving me his usual gummy smile, and I start to feel butterflies in my stomach. All the fear I had is gone whenever he smiles, he makes me feel safe.