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Tuesday 18 February 2014

I wake up in the morning and through half dazed eyes I turn to look at him. He is always still asleep. I love his gentle face that is creased from the pillow, the warmth coming from the nook in his neck and his hair that's been pressed out of place. I love these little moments and I smile thinking how unaware he is of my thoughts. In these moments I fall in love with him a little more, and it makes my heart swell. I softly kiss him on the neck and by reflex he brings me even closer to him. I think I can't love him anymore than I do in that moment, but as the day comes to an end, I easily love him even more.