Close the door, have a seat.

When I’m in your arms, and you fall asleep, and then you start snoring. It sounds pretty normal, but it always feels magical to me. Though in what feels like a few seconds, the sun comes up, and it’s time to leave the bed. We’re moving out to a different dorm in less than two weeks, and I will miss your room, the smell of it, and how warm it feels at night when I’m with you. 

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