I Keep Falling In Love With You Comments

Sometimes when you are asleep, I lie there and listen to you breathe, and the sound folds around the room like a warm blanket I never knew I needed. There is a hush that only arrives when you drift away, a quiet that does not threaten or accuse, a quiet that forgives the day for all the ways it failed to be gentle. I count your breaths like stars I can reach, and in the soft rise and fall of your chest I hear tomorrow promising to try again. I am not praying, but something in me bows.

Did you know that your hand reaches out for me even then, when dreams are doing their private work and the mind is busy with its secret gardens. Your fingers move with a memory of me that seems older than both of us, as if the body knows what the brain is shy to say. You find me in the dark of the night like it is the most natural thing you have ever done, like water remembering the shape of the riverbed. It feels like being chosen by instinct, blessed without ceremony.
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