I miss those blue eyes
How you kiss me at night
I miss the way we sleep
Like there's no sunrise
Like the taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe-Colbie Caillat
The sun streams through the windows and I fight the sleep out of my eyes. I turn to look at you, still sleeping. You're smiling in your sleep. I gently touch a soft curl on your forehead. So many emotions, mainly pure joy, surge through my being. They come to a head and my eyes overflow with tears. I quickly bat them away because I know that still after four years, "womanly" emotions still make you skiddish. You murmur something in audible and pull me in closer. And my heart is happy.
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