It was a cold morning. I woke up with him beside me. I was staring at his sleeping face before I run my hands through his long brown hair. Though the weather is very cold, I can still feel his warmth around me. His innocent angelic face when he’s asleep, oh I would love to see it every time I wake up.
I would trade anything just to have this moment everyday.
He finally opens his eyes. Those deep brown eyes stared at me for a while. And a smile formed on his lovely lips. He wraps his arms around me to hug me tight.
“Good morning, beautiful.” He whispered.
I didn’t answer. I just wept inside his arms. I hugged him tighter. I never want to let him go. I don’t want him to let me go.
I slowly tried to open my eyes. A tear fell.