It’s one of those lonely nights where I desperately wish you were here next to me. I’d rest my head against your chest and gently trace circles on your stomach with my fingers. We’d just lay together in comfortable silence, smiling in the darkness. You’d tilt your head down and and kiss the top of my head, and your arm would wrap around me, holding me close. One of my legs would lazily drape over yours, and eventually my hand would stop tracing circles on your stomach. Your arm’s grip would loosen on my body, and we’d just fall asleep together, intertwined.