We live and work in different timezones. In the morning, I am spent and listless. Nights are spent making a living. I race home just before sunrise, hoping to catch you in bed--still sleeping. The sight of you all quiet and curled up in a ball is enough to make me smile. I lie next to you and instantly feel relief. I am home.
I hug you from behind as you turn to face me half-asleep/half-awake, murmuring with your eyes closed. My left arm is snug around your waist as you clasp my hand, intent on holding it tightly. I rest my face on your back and then your shoulder. I ramble about my day, always ending with 'You know I love you, right?' Within minutes, I am asleep.
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