I wake up. I'm back there in a flash.
It's the hardest part. And the best part.
She is there, wrapped up in a pink blanket, a little hoody hiding her black hair.
Her face is close. I touch her nose with my nose. I kiss her lips with my lips. I nuzzle against her cheek with my cheek.
We are both sideways. My hand on her back, her cold body against my chest, her head under my chin.
I open the lids for a peak and find blue.
I'm so sorry sweetie. Repeat.
The rain pours. Water cascades down the window, as if trying to reach out and wash over us.
I'm back there in a flash. As if I ever left.
As if I ever left.