Our bodies fit together like a puzzle, with my arm wrapped around you and my head just tucked in so, our legs intertwined. But the alarm buzzes too early to tell you work is calling, but I just hold on tighter. Those moments in the morning when we are just barley awake but holding on for dear life are my favorite. Soft kisses, whispered I love you's and have a good days. Its routine every morening but it always feels special. When you leave the bed it gets too big for just one person and I struggle to find a comfy spot again. When I finally fall back asleep my mind drifts to images of us laughing, crying, playing, growing old together and I smile in my sleep.