it was a stressful day.
the bf had a busy workday. i had my hands full with his mother.
work commitments meant the bf didn't stop when he got home.
i waited up for him.
we went to bed without exchanging words.
an expanse of bed separated our backs as we succumbed to a restless sleep.
somehow, in the middle of the night, we met in the middle.
and i remember thinking
i love this man, i love this man, i love this man.
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