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"What? What do you mean, of course! It's always been about you, babe."

Retreating back to my original position on his chest, I look down slowly.

"Oh."

"Hahah, why you asking, baby?"

"Oh, uhm, nothing. Just curious."

Snuggling back into him, I breathe him in and exhale my worries of seeing the next day's light with my boyfriend.

"I know you're stressed whenever I see that face. Do I need to sing my baby back to bed?"

Nuzzling his nose closer and closer, I laugh and giggle, wiggling around in his grasp.

"The lights were dying inside of me

But you've put warmth in my heart

You've filled it up

Now we're breathing the same breath"

Sliding to the side, I breathe into his neck, "I love you."

Softly giggling, he replies with a hum.

"You help me breathe

Deeper and deeper

You make me fly high

I feel it feel it

You help me breathe

My everything changes because of you

You keep me alive, I can feel it

I can feel your love

You help me breathe

You make me fly high"

After a while, falling asleep, I can hear a faint whisper.

"I love you too, baby."

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