Death.

I had a dream last night that I was dying. And we just layed in bed. Holding each other. Waiting for dawn. Waiting for the second that I would no longer be with you. I woke up extremely sad. Dreading the day that we would be separated..Even though that seems a million years away.

But then I realized…It’s not sad at all. I think it’s the ultimate way of knowing how I really feel. Like, I could die happy if you were there holding me. It sounds really corny..But made me feel so much better. And I know that if something like that really could happen..And I knew when I was going to die..That’s exactly what we would do. That’s how I want to die. In your arms…Staying awake as long as possible. Not even talking. Just feeling each other. Feeling safe. Knowing that not even death can change that. And then drifting off to sleep naturally…And only you would wake up.

Is that what love is?
Or am I way off?

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