I Favoured Him

I remember when I was younger, being woken up by someone pouring water all over my face. Anyone that knew me back then, knew what it meant to wake me. Even now, Especially with a glass of water to the face. Furious, I rolled over ready to kill. I even snarled in the process. When I saw his face, his smile, I laughed and lost focus.  All the bad went away, at least when he was around, anyway.

 

Like an umbrella on a stormy day.

The storm was still there, but so was he.