i woke up to the sound of rain.
you’re still asleep,
curled up, arm around my waist,
your head on my chest.
i hear the huffs of your breathing-
you inhale but never exhale.
i brush your hair aside
and kiss your forehead.
you don’t wake up.
i stare at the spackled ceiling.
floods the unfamiliar room
and i don’t recognize the sheets.
there’s a picture of a silhouette of a dog hanging on the wall.
i kiss you again
and you stir, looking up
and you’ve never looked more beautiful than in this moment.
i don’t want to leave.
i don’t ever want to forget.