I fell asleep last night
Content in the knowledge that you were beside me.
Warm with your body
Comfortable with your arms.

I woke up this morning
From a sleep fraught with dreams.
The kind that consume you,
And make it so you aren't sure what's real.
But you were there when I woke
So I didn't really care if it was reality or illusion.

It seems I never want to leave you
Which is both strange and appealing.
In the morning I linger, too long
And every night I show up at your door.
The walk home is never disheartening, though
Because I'll always come back.

I'm not sure what this is
(Although I have an idea, but that won't be written)
But I don't think I'll think about it.
Whatever it is, it makes me happy.
Whatever it is, I just want to be with you.