Sleepwalking sweetheart

One night, I wake up to you sleepwalking into my bed. As you sleep against me, I think to myself... My sheets sometimes smell like you, and I’ve found your hair in my bed before. I chalked it up to being roommates in close quarters, but now I suspect otherwise. I would be annoyed if I didn’t find it so cute. And the little sighs you make in your sleep make me want to wrap you up in my arms and hold you all night...