When he gets really tired, he gets closer than he usually does at night. He buries his face into the crook of my neck and trails kisses along my collarbone. The way his breath hits my ear when he whispers "I love you" never fails to give me goosebumps. His hands seem to have memorized every curve, scar, and freckle on my body. I could tell you
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