One day I’ll wake up at 3 in the morning and be breathless because I feel like I’m alone.
Then i’ll turn over, see your face and feel your silent breathing on my neck and realize I’m home.
A smile will tug at the corners of my mouth as I turn back over, my back to your chest.
A faint flicker of my eyelids and I’m back in my dream state, ‘You’re in love’, my mind says.
So hold me tight, don’t let me go. I’m holding onto you.