and I can see his chests rise and fall with each breath as he lies next to me, the moon still high in the sky.
yet i still fear that i am alone.
I know the lines on his hands better than my own but I find I come up, empty handed.
He tells me he loves me and in his eyes I see a fire.
When he kisses me my vision goes black and the only sound is my heart leaping out of my chest.
but now as I watch him sleep all I can hear is my head telling me that i should run while i still can.