In bed, my tummy full of chips’n’ghurt.

Feeling quite sentimental now... imagining you deep in sleep, wheezing, looking so serene. It’s probably the same look I see lying next to you. Sometimes as I awake, I open my eyes slowly to peek at your face – tracing your jawline, the flaws on your skin, the way your eyelids close. I love how you can exude both shyness and seriousness, how one minute you can be so tender with your affection, and the next, a wild lover. Sometimes I think of you and I can hardly breathe. Yet, loving you has been simply effortless. It still surprises me that I can always be so utterly myself around you. This is the dream... our friendship, love-ship, laugh-ship, cuddle-ship, I couldn’t ask for more. You make me want to be the best version of myself every single day. Goodnight, with lots of love.