He's never experienced anything like this before. The way you hold him, how you don't hurt him, how you're so kind to him...he doesn't get it. He's not sure if he ever will.

His arms wrap around your waist as you cook, he presses his chest to your back and bumps his nose against the crook of your neck. He hasn't said a word all morning, but he doesn't think he needs to; not when he can touch you like this.

His eyes close gently, he's taking the feeling of you in. Can't he have this forever?