his fingers ran through my hair, eyes holding mine. no words were spoken. it was all silent and i felt my heart was so close with his.
no stars, no moon, just blue-ish dark night with some noise from the busy humans late at night. it was truly not a romantic occasion but i loved it. i loved having this little not romantic moment with him.
i was sleepy and this wasn't going to stay forever. i wanted to be here with him. having him close with me, arms around me, curing our own broken black hearts.
if this was a dream, then let me stay like this, forever asleep with him as things got better and worse.
love sure is a toxic and felt so dreamy.
