It had been a while since she’d done that, so I was quite surprised, but happy that she hadn’t forgotten it. I put my book down and settled into bed, and I faced her. God, she was so beautiful. Her eyes were different from the day before. They weren’t sad or confused or lonely, they were in thought. I didn’t know what she was thinking, but I’m pretty sure that it had me in it with the way her gaze was. She was just so gorgeous.

We were just staring into each other’s eyes, soul as we laid flat on our sides. I remember her hand reaching up and stroking my cheek and a smile just blew up on my face. It was quickly followed by one on hers.

It felt good, like my crashing world was whole again. I had let out the biggest sigh of relief then. We leaned our foreheads in on the other, and she told me that she was sorry. Just two simple words, but it made everything better, and for some reason it made everything made sense again.

For the first time in what felt like a really long time, we fell asleep cuddled happily in the other’s arms. At the time, I didn’t care about anything else. I thought that if I had this then it wouldn’t have mattered where I was as long as she was with me. I thought that it didn’t even matter if I died, as long as she would be there holding my hand and seeing my off.

That’s all I wanted.

Her.

The day after that, she came home really late, but when she did, she came home all happy and excited. She told me that I wasn’t going to work the day after and that we were going to be taking a trip down somewhere familiar. I felt my heart rise into the air at seeing her so happy and excited. It’d been a while since I’d seen this side of her, and I was glad that it wasn’t lost.

She started packing some stuff, but she told me that I couldn’t look. I looked anyway and saw her pack some towels, some food, a few other things, and a camera. I was okay for the first few items, but a camera I was not. I wasn’t the biggest fan of pictures, or at least being in the pictures. I hated having a picture of me taken. The only time I was in a picture was when we were both in it, other then that I had absolutely no solo pictures.