I dreamed about you again last night,
and I swear I could practically feel your warm breath on my neck.
Your arms were wrapped tightly around my waist,
like you were afraid I might slip away during the night.
As you slowly opened your eyes,
I imagined your sleepy eyed gaze on me,
making my stomach do a little flip,
because I don't think I will ever get used to waking up next to you,
and the easy tilt of your grin as you move in closer ...
and then each time I wake up,
and I remember:
you're there and
I'm
here