my moon, my sun

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"May you join me for a game?" I ask, outwrite. Walking into her room unannounced after I listen in to make sure all the unpacking has stopped. After I hear nothing, not even a mere foot on the oak floor.

"I'm quite tired. My dad made a point of  promising to get some rest as soon as I step  through out the hallway."

I nod. I understand the circumstances off this woman.

"I'll feel awful if you've taken offence-"

"None at all, miss. Rest well in my bed. I find it quite soothing to be in the middle of the manor, but if you think otherwise - we can swap rooms." Before the response, I slowly remove my body from the room. Hoping she finds time to dream about me.
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"Is she in there?" Sitting in the darkness, my candle the only source of light, burning next to my book, I hear a whisper, I think directed at me.

"Laurie?" My mind only on her for the whole afternoon. Since we had met this fine morning, I didn't think I would ever feel a way about another person, a woman at that.

"Yes?"

"You've awoken." I want to spring up and greet her with a tight hug, but instead I stay seated.

"Unless I am asleep as we speak?" She jokes. I laugh.

"How do you look so beautiful haven just awoken, Laurie?"

"Well if it helps, I slept better this day than ever before." I smile as she takes a seat on the bench next to the piano.

"You play?" She calls.

"Not much, we received as a present many moons ago." I place my book on the table aside my armchair.

"May I ask a question?" The tone of her voice one of not a nature from around the country, but of a city girl.

"Anything."

"What time is it," Feeling slightly disappointed, I check the clock on the table I'm next too.

"3."

"Oh it's the middle of the night?"

"Well no one's awake?"

"Apart from us, I suppose." She lifts her neck up and slightly cracks it, slept in a weird position I assumed.

"How are you still awake?"

"It's a burden, I can't ever really sleep. Especially in summer time. Having guests always freaks me out. What can they do? I ask myself." 

"I would be too. All I want you to know is that, you can sleep around me. Please don't be scared." She brushes my arm as walking past me.

I lean back in my armchair, the one my father sat. I breath. A breath I thought was well deserved, but was apparently wrong to think. I fall asleep in this upright position.

Only thing in my head is her soft skin, I must be in love.

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My favourite days were the days in which i could wake up and choose to fall back asleep. The days were I had no words on my to-do and could lay in bed for hours, listening to the birds until they stopped chirping.

This would be one of these days.

Laying in bed, I let my lunges take their time in breathing and I let my feet sleep. No need to rise.

When I hear a light scatter of footsteps in the hallway, between our bedrooms.

My hair still down and teeth feeling damp, forgot to brush them.