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Starry nights like this were usually reserved for other plans.
I used to sit by the window, contemplating the soft moon glow, my bare arms against the cold glass. On some nights, the stars shone brighter, so I stayed longer, almost forgetting my loneliness.
But right now, I get to contemplate your pretty face resting on my lap. Your slightly flushed cheeks are glowing. You look serene.
I get to contemplate every detail: your messy dark curls brush against my hand, swaying in the window's breeze. Their soft texture comforts me.
Your eyes are covered by your eyelids. Your long eyelashes catch the moonlight in a perfect way. In part, it makes me kind of sad to be unable to see your big, puppy-like eyes, but you seem so peaceful while you sleep, and I would never ever disturb you. In fact, I just can’t.
My attention goes to your beautifully shaped nose, but the sight of your pink lips gets in the way. I already felt their softness earlier, but I feel the urge to kiss them again. As I said before, I don’t want to wake you up, so I just let myself remember your sweetness in my head.
You’re wearing the same Coca-Cola t-shirt you wore yesterday. Except it’s halfway up, and it’s revealing your tiny waist and your cute belly button. Seeing a peek of your happy trail makes me get certain thoughts I want to avoid right now, so I try to ignore it as much as I can.
One of your hands rests on your chest, and the other is being held by me. I notice how small they look compared to mine. I caress the soft skin with my thumb in slow circles, then I notice one of your fingers is bandaged. Must be the blisters you get from holding your drumsticks for so long.
There are so many things you do with those hands. You carry a sketchbook with you and draw every day. You also paint and sculpt. You fidget with everything, too. I remember you even made a cake for my birthday a few years ago. Personally, my favorite thing you can do with your hands is hug me. Grab for my hoodie when you need something to hold on to.
You look fragile. And beautiful. I’m not sure what to do to thank you for your presence. I plant a kiss on your forehead, then another one on your lips.
Starry nights like this are definitely better when I’m with you.