Close.. quiet.. steady breaths.. listening to their heart.. thump..thump. The sound of the wind blowing outside. Branches softly rubbing against your window. (He/She/They) softly kiss your cheek with their warm lips, and leans their head tucked up against yours. You lay there.. listening.. you notice the tip of their nose is cold and you covered them up. You lay there observing..
"How is there anything more perfect than this?" You feel love bottling up inside of you, but you also feel so empty, staring at the ceiling.