this morning #875.

this morning, right at that moment when our emotions had achieved peak passion, when our long conversation reached the point where we were both on the edge of bursting into tears & needed to release, she made this quick quip about her arm being completely asleep. it forced a snort laugh out of me & cut right through the mood. our eyes cried these half-smiles at each other. she pulled the covers aside & patted the mattress, telling me it was ok to crawl in with her. we’d each said our piece & found a bit of peace. now we could just lay here & breathe. we could be together knowing that, although this moment of calm didn’t mean it would just blow over, a blowout is a vital first step.