A twin sized bed is where it all happens.
No, nothing sexual happens around here, but this twin sized bed is where I realize how lucky I really am to have found you.
I love the way you wake up in the morning: Sweaty and shirtless, always. Your arms wrapped around me, or your fingertips moving up and down my back. The second you open your eyes you whisper to me, “I’m so lucky to wake up next to you”.
You hug me so tightly before we go to bed. Almost as if you feel like you’re going to lose me. You run up and down your ladder, fetching me water, maybe my charger, might have left my socks on the floor. Whatever I need, you get for me.
Your roommate always complains about the bed squeaking above him, but it’s literally just the sound of us squeezing around this twin sized bed together. When I wake up in the mornings I always try talking to you, saying things like “oh I leave today babe” or “babe are you going to miss me”, and the second you hear my voice you quickly cover my mouth with your hand. I love it when you do that. You don’t want to wake up your roommates, but I can see the look in your eyes. You want me to keep talking, forever. And you never want me to leave. I know that babe. Instead we stop, and I stare into your beautiful green eyes for a while, saying nothing to you. We can sit here for hours just doing this and be perfectly content with one another.
Long distance is hard, but it’s moments like these that make it all worthwhile.
I can’t wait for the day this twin bed turns into a king and the day that I get to wake up next to you, everyday, for the rest of my life.