RAIN
"I love you."
The cool breeze is felt even under the white sheet that is covering us as we gaze into each other underneath it. His grey eyes are so warm, eyes crinkling as he smiles at me. I love watching him.
I love gazing into his eyes, seeing the warmth reflected in them; and in those eyes … the image that's seen is my reflection.
I love that I can see love and my face in them.
"I love you more." His fingers trace my face, from my cheekbone to my lips, lightly pressing them apart. He is like a blind person, wanting to feel me … Find his way, like a map on my skin. On my face.
I have never been so peaceful. I feel safe and I know that he will never leave me. He holds his pinkie finger up with a smile on his lips.
"Promise me."
"What?"
"That we will always be this way. That we will stay like this, forever and ever."
