It’s dark. The air is thick and muggy, but it’s not hot. He’s just laying there so peaceful, his eyes flutter, deep breaths. Ever so slowly…ahhh good morning love. He smiles. I'm glad to see the swelling in his foot went down. I lay next to him. His eyes are relaxed, he breathe a sigh of relief like he's happy to see me as soon as he wakes up. Look at him…his eyes such a pretty shade of blue, his hair perfectly done up in a bed head mohawk. He says he's cold and pulls me in close to him…he's defiantly not. The sweet smell of him is all I can smell, and like it was even possible he pulls me closer and Jessie start pulling on my elbow. “Wake up!! The exam is over with! Time to go chicka.” Damn I thought to myself, while smiling; as I looked around I knew I would see him tonight.
