Yesterday
I woke up, and instinctively reached for you before my eyes were even open. Good, it wasn’t a dream. You were really there beside me.
I opened my eyes, and saw you sleeping… a smile on your face. “She’s having sweet dreams,” I thought.
I put my hand under the covers, and stroked your naked hip. Your smile got really big. “Hey you. I love you” you said as your eyes slowly opened.
“My God, you’re beautiful” I thought to myself.
I kissed you, and the butterflies were immediately in my stomach. What a wonderful feeling to be with you.
You got up to use the bathroom, and I saw your naked body move in the full light for the first time. What a sight that was! What a shame that you would eventually have to get dressed.
You came back to bed, and we held each other for a long time. I didn’t ever want to let go of you. We fit so well together, you and I.
It all seems so long ago now. I close my eyes, and I see you. I see us. I see everything good in life, wrapped up in that scene. I feel like it’s been forever since we were there together. It was only yesterday, though.
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