On nights like this, I miss his presence.
My head on his chest, his hands holding me close and the only sound is that of our beating hearts, creating the rhythm of our own.
We fit together like a jigsaw puzzle. Together; we become one.
I look at his eyes, and even in the dark they shine like the little stars.
"I love him" I tell myself a million times and as long as I would have him by my side, I wouldn't want anything else.
He's a necessity to me,
like the air I breathe and the food I eat, I couldn't survive without him now.
On nights like this, I want to be his.
I want to spend the every minute of every day for the rest of my life, just with him.
I want to grow old with him because I know even when we'll be old, he'll still be the one who makes me the happiest.
He'll always be the one,
My only one.
