He lay beside me, looking so peaceful in his sleep. His lips parted slightly, eyes flickering as he dreamt. I loved watching him sleep; but not in a creepy way. I loved to admire what is mine, I count my blessing everyday that we are here and he is mine and I am his. It took a while for us to make it perfect for us. Now looking back over it; I finally realise everything we went through made us stronger and made us realise we needed to fall apart to fall back together.
The moonlight from the slit in the curtain kissed his skin. The silent of the night brought me some peace. It was nights like this I cherished. Our lives are so hectic, and as much as I enjoyed everything that was going on in my life right now; these were the moments I enjoyed the most.
The last four years had been a whirlwind but I looked forward to what my life- our life, had in store.
In my eyes life was just beginning.
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Moving on (sequel to I never told you)
FanfictionMoving on from what you love and what you know isn't as easy as everyone thinks. 4 years later and I'm still wishing my life had turned out different.
