The energy sparkled.
At the restaurant, Pho Vietnam, along with the other CMU people, we sat from each other. I don\’t know what it was but I was suddenly so happy. It was you–the electricity held there.
Even with my friends present, you still treated me with affection. No hiding your natural affection. Your hand always ready. Always ready to keep me close.
And later, I laid in bed with you. You hate red. And hey, rescomp shirts are part of the past. I buried my head in your chest. Hairy yes, but it was you. And with that, I easily fell asleep. Even as much as I wanted to be awake to spend time with you.
Every night.