I knew I could love you when I first saw you tired. Your eyes were drooping shut and your smile was fading because all that light burned up too much energy. You slumped into me as you slept and I could feel your warm, steady breath on my skin, barely there, like a whisper in the night. When I wrapped my arm around you and pulled you closer to me, I had a flash of what forever meant; I saw thousands of nights ahead of me. In every last one of them, I was holding you like this.
Sleep by Auriel Haack
















