Some nights, when you’re not here, I can imagine your chest against my back, your arm around my waist pulling me close, and your legs tangled in mine.
The warmth of you touch keeps me awake. The beat of you heart pulsates through my body. The care and emotion that radiates from your embrace screams I Love You through the silence of the room.
Our breath is synchronized, and our bodies flow together. Inhale. I love you. Exhale. I love you. Inhale. I love you. Exhale. I love you.
Some nights, when you’re not here, I like to imagine.
It’s just too perfect.
We’d both be crazy to want and take on each other’s heart, issues, and all that comes with a companion. But it’s okay, because we’re insane.