‘Sometimes, like that vampire in those movies, I stay up nights to watch you sleep.’
‘Liar’, she says and smiles shyly.
‘I mean I try to. But they are vampires, they don’t sleep. I do. But I do watch you. And all I do is….’
‘What?’
‘…wonder if you dream about me?’ I say,
‘Do I look happy when I am sleep?’
‘Yes, you do.’
‘Then I’m sure I’m dreaming about you,’ she says and puts her head on my shoulder.
These little things are what make my life worth living.
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