His hand is wrapped around the steering wheel and he only lets go of mine when he has to turn a corner never leaving my palm empty for more than a moment and that's how I want it to be forever
I wake up and he has most of the blankets but he can have whatever he wants as long as he's beside me, even the duvet
I didn't brush my hair yet, and he talks about our life together, looks at me like I've never looked so beautiful, paints me with his lips and gives me another one hundred reasons to smile
Gives me another two hundred reasons to believe in a higher power because people don't just get this lucky
Being loved by him is like living in a world, just us two, running between white sheets swirling on a clothes line, windy and soft
Until we collapse for sleep but dream of each other even if we're in the same bed
Pulls me back to him in the morning if I've rolled to the other side, like even a few inches is too far away
I only have to whisper and he's there, never had to shout for his affection
He looks over at me in the passenger seat, oblivious I'm writing this, smiles at me and I feel the future falling into place

{B.N}