"You're the best thing that ever happened to me," I whispered into his ear. I could hear the smile in his voice, his hand tightly grazed upon my back, the quickened beating of his heart. "You're the best thing that happened to me too." "Oh really?" I pulled back enough to stare into his brown eyes. "Can you define how much of that 'best' you're talking about?" "Hmm... I can't quite put it into words," He kissed the bridge of my nose. I pouted. "Why not?" He stares at me for a second before touching his forehead with mine. "Cause its infinite." My lips slowly start to part upwards, and I wrap my arms around him once again. But this time its different. This time when I hug him, I'm afraid to let him go. Afraid that this is the last time we're going to embrace each other. Get to fully be each other's. I hope I'm wrong. Please let this sick feeling be wrong.