you're laying in bed, asleep and feel fingers softy trace your jaw.

you're lips lift slightly, as the hand brushes across your cheek.

you sigh, turning your head towards the person, still half asleep.

"so beautiful." the man, says running his fingers through your hair. you hum, as his thumb runs across your lip.

your eyes flutter, still closed, not wanting to open yet.

you begin to wake up when your freeze. this wasn't a dream and you lived alone.