Leave Me Now

The slightest touch. Your fingers tracing my spine. A hand on my cheek. You move the hair from my face and smile at me. My ear pressed against your chest, letting your heart sound like a gong through my head. Your sleeping breath tickling the back of my neck. The prospect of forever. 

I awaken with a jolt, my chest tight, covered in sweat, tears staining my cheeks. 

The prospect of forever. 

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