We went to bed together one random night. I remember you were reading, and I was tired. The bed was still tall and against the wall. And we often spent nights held up on its frame losing ourselves in words or one another. Both. This night I pretended to be asleep, and I watched you. Held your face in my brain like the palm of my hands. And you turned to me and caught me short with your electricity. Your perfect eyes. Smiled into me like you were happy and loved and satisfied. And I told you that you were the most beautiful thing that I'd ever seen in my entire life.