It's after 2 am and I can't help but to watch your chest rise and fall at a time I should be sleeping. But to me, it's worth it, it's all worth it. I don't think I've encountered something as beautiful as this, the calming affect it has on my insides, your light movements helping this all feel real. Helping me realize just how real you are. It all takes my thoughts up, to something more, like holding your hand as we're both bundled up, on a walk in fall. The perfect temperature. Beautiful autumn leaves, with it being just cold enough to see your breath as you speak. I admire your words, and you, and everything that is you. What you are, what you were, and what you will be. It's all the same to me. You're still you, and I will still love you, always. I just hope that you and I can stick together for countless more nights where I can watch you sleep, and one day, those times in autumn.
