It's morning. I slowly roll over to discover you beside me. At first, your mere presence next to me is startling, but it slowly melts away as I watch you sleep. You look so peaceful. I can only imagine what you are dreaming about. I run my right hand through your hair. It feels so great going through my fingers. I wish I could do this forever but it wakes you up. You smile at me. You know the smile; the one that melts my heart, the one that reminds me that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with you. You then put your arms around me, pull me in close, and kiss me softly. I snuggle right under your chin and, for the first time in a long time, I feel perfectly comfortable and safe. It is the most perfect place in the whole world.
I fall asleep again in your arms. My dreams are filled with laughter, sunshine, and children running all over the place. These dreams are quite different from the terrifying ones I have been having lately. It must have been how wonderful I felt in your arms that brought these delightful dreams to my slumber.
A little while later, I feel as if I'm being watched and I slowly open my eyes. My suspicions were right. You are watching me sleep. I giggle to myself because I was guilty of this just a little while before. You think I'm laughing at you, so you begin to tickle me mercilessly. My face feels like it is on fire as I laugh and laugh and try to tickle you back. This is difficult because you are only ticklish in one spot and it is very hard to get to that spot at this point in our tickle war. You eventually end this torture, take me into your arms and begin kissing me.