That mid day nap sleepy face and quiet mumbles you make to motion me to lay next to you. Your musky sandalwood scent that has woven itself into my favorite wool sweater. The way you pull me close and hold my face to kiss you.
I feel safest when we’re completely naked and my head is nestled onto your chest. Your fingers trace the outline of my spine. I get goosebumps and wonder if you feel them rise like I feel your heart rate rise at the same time.
That drunken night we knew we were going to regret. But we didn’t give a damn. I swore I heard you say I love you. And if you did well…
I love you, too.