Beautiful

She woke up to him breathing lightly on her forehead. His arm around her, so protective, so loving. She looked at the clock and immediately cursed; she was going to be late to class. She didn't want to leave. She looked at his sleeping form; his slightly pink cheeks, slightly open mouth. He looked so peaceful, so beautiful she couldn't bear to wake him. As she lay there, taking in his form, recalling all they had been through, what they had made. Stupid clock. She slowly slid out of the bed, careful not to wake him. At that moment, it would've been wrong to disturb something so lovely. She got dressed and prepared to leave, and as she did so, took one last glance. At that moment, nothing looked so beautiful. What she wouldn't give to be lost in that moment forever. She kissed his head oh so lightly one last time, love filling her heart. You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen and I will always love you.


*CLICK* went the camera.....