Underneath it all, the book...part 1

This morning I awoke with his voice tickling my eardrums. "Wake up,Selah" he said with a smile. I loved the melody of my name rolling off of his tongue. It sounded like a volcano. Heat mixed with a myriad of colors, swirling and twisting on airwaves until they reached my ear where it would cool and blow across my body like ash. I could hear the joy in his recanting. It made me wonder if there was anything more perfect than me being the first thing on his mind. It started this way three months ago. He'd call me in the morning before we both rushed off to our busy days, talk about the things we had to do during the hours we weren't together. Each day we touched base three times to keep us sane. Jerrod was my touchstone. Connecting me to a world that knew nothing about me but was ready to trample me under it's hard and heavy boots.