BELPHIE loves to take naps with you. He loves to pull you closer as he slumbers, an arm securing on to your waist as he sleeps. It gives him a sense of security. It made him feel sane, to know that you are with him, that your heart is beating.
And he never knew till when he got accustomed to it, he always had a hand onto your waist as he slept. The warmth that you would leave on the side of the bed or on the couch both of you were sprawled out.
If being honest, he never had the thought that you might not be there, that you might not be on the side of the bed both of you shared.
That one day, he'd be alone.
And, now it dawned to him that he was indeed alone. He stared at the spot the very place where you last lied down. There was no warmth of you, there was no scent of you.
In fact, there was no you, now.
And he didn't know what to do, all he could do was to stare at the place where you used to lie. The very place both of you shared your moments. The very place were you said your first love yous...and the very place you were last sighted.
for @dxmoness
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