Sometimes I wish my eyes could snap photographs and I could print out all the memories I want to hold onto... I mean tangibly, right there to revisit - hold on to.
I laid in bed watching him in the moonlight last night. The room was blue with nightfall, moon light streaming in, and gently laying shadows across his face. I laid my hand on the side of his face, in all of his peacefulness, knowing very well the extent of his contented heart, and in it, my own.
Even in his sleep, he smiles.
This moment, preciously, will forever be kept in my soul. And all over again, I am in love with the night.
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