You and me

You’re lying on my bed, falling asleep. A year ago, I couldn’t even imagine that we would be together. That you will fly to me, settle in my house, play with my cat, cook. “I’m so glad to see you!” George smiled as soon as the camera turned off. — I can’t believe I finally did it. “We did it” — Dream smiled back. That night we hugged and laughed a lot, and after that, you accidentally fell asleep on my bed in the studio while I was editing the video. I didn’t bother you, I just smiled when I noticed. You’re close. Your presence has given me strength. When the two of us went to the amusement park, you called me to the panic room. I still remember how I held your hand, how tightly you clung to me. “I guess it really wasn’t the best idea,” George said softly as the room doors closed. “As long as I’m around, no one will hurt you,” Dream smiled. — If you’re scared, you can take my hand and close your eyes, I’ll walk you to the exit. You took my hand at the first loud sound. I gave you a little hug when the actors ran by. I felt your heartbeat and confidently led you to the end, and then I bought you ice cream. And how beautiful our first kiss was. Then I sat too long at the computer, and you came to remind me of the time. I didn’t notice you coming in, and then you turned my chair around to face me. — Do you remember that at least sometimes you need to take time to sleep? — George’s voice was quiet and calm. I couldn’t find the words at that moment. I saw your eyes, your slightly disheveled wavy hair. I leaned over to you, and not seeing an ounce of anxiety in your face, I touched my lips to yours. You didn’t pull away, just wrapped your arms around my neck, snuggling closer. Today is six months of our relationship. I’m looking at the night sky, and you’re falling asleep in my bed. And I’ll never have enough words to describe how much I love you, George.