simple things.

that night, we went to sleep together.

we woke up, tangled in eachother's legs and arms. it's the warmest i had been in a really long time. the smell of her hair making me dizzy, like i was high or drunk on some magical scent. like someone had cast a spell on me. and she did, i was spellbound. her hair messy and jet black covering half of her face while the other half peeked in as the sun shone in from my bedroom window. i watched as she slept. i listened to the peace of her breathing, deep and heavy, slow and calm. my hand rested on her stomach and she intertwined her soft fingers with mine, "good morning, baby" she said softly almost under her breath as she sighed and stretched her legs out. i could hear her smiling. i kissed her back and kissed the palm of her hand, "good morning." she turned around and kissed my lips. the blankets had made her face the home for its prints and i traced every line on it with our hands clasped tightly together. this would be the first and last time we slept together.