It was almost six in the morning,
and I lay in bed with my snoring dog at my feet.
I was trying to sleep after being awake for 24 hours but the acid was amplifying the rain outside and creating weird images behind my eyelids.
He knew I hadn't been to sleep since he came over the morning before so he let me have the bed to myself.
But I wished he was next to me, and I wondered if he had really just asked me to be his girlfriend.
So I pulled off the covers and shuffled out to the living room.
"What's up?" He asked sleepily, and sat up a bit off the couch.
I sat down on the edge of the cushion and said,
So I am your girlfriend right?
"Yes. Yeah, I was thinking that we kind of left that conversation open."
I smiled and said, okay good.
We talked for abit and then I kissed him and said I was going to try to sleep.
It worked this time and I dozed off thinking about how weird it is that
I have a boyfriend.