"Jc...look up.", I giggled. He lifted his head, and saw exactly what I was looing at.
"The clouds look so colorful. Reminds me of cotton candy." He smiled as he kissed my forehead.
"Maybe that's what I should call you. My 'colorful cloud'. That's exactly what you are. The colorful cloud of my life."
I didn't want to love him. Or maybe I did. I wasn't sure. I just liked this.
