The air was cool, warm but refreshing at the same time as you lay your head on his shoulder, his hand resting on your hip. Both your legs dangle from the skyscraper.

He couldn’t save everyone. He knew that.

But when something wasn’t going right, there was you.

And god, he loved you so much. The time he feels most content is with you. He loves you, he loves you. God, you are so good to him.

You know it too.