I want you and your sleepy cuddles at 4AM sleeping next to me while I'm asleep in your jumper holding onto you with my head on your chest as you play gently with my hair to help me fall asleep again
Maybe I was drunk on your laugh, glitter still stuck in your beard. I always wanted to turn the lens back on you. Say "This is how you look at me; this is how I want to look at you." Everything I did with you felt like art, and it was.
