Overnight

“I need huge space.”

Sigh.

“Darn, it’s cold. Plus I don’t have a blanket.”

“You can have mine.”

“What about you?”

“I think I have an extra. If I don’t, we can share.”

Oh please, don’t have an extra.

Smile.

Make it spacious, come on! Is that all you can do? Move some more!

I can’t believe this. Damn, I love this kind of moment. What wouldn’t I give to stay this way forever?

Ok, you can have the blanket. I’m ok with this. I’m pretty satisfied just being here, able to look at you.

Turn, turn.

I hope you’re sleeping well. As well as having a wider space. I wish I could make you more comfortable. I could get up and sleep on a chair, but that would wake you up.

Oh, I didn’t realize I was cold. Thank you for the warm touch. I love the way we are so close. I really do.

…”I don’t want you anymore.”

…

Sigh.

Alone in a blanket that’s not even mine.

But…

As long as I have it, I believe there’s still hope.

Oh no, don’t take it away from me too.