Synced

As we lie there side by side, I thought about many things.

For example , his distinct smell that belongs to only him, his rough but gentle hands grasping ahold of mine , our bodies so close in a sweet relaxed way we could almost be one. As I thought that, I started to believe it. Every inch of us tangled up with the other. We lie there completely silent , with nothing but our own breathing. It's really romantic , just intertwined with another . Not wanting anything more , than to lie here with the other in complete and utter silence ; wrapped around each other. I noticed how his fore arm always lines up perfectly to my neck and , his chest to my head. How his head rests on mine and we're basically supporting each other in a different kind of way. It seems that no matter which way we lie down together we seem to fit perfectly. And as we lie there side by side , so sweet and silent , I noticed one more thing. Our breathing was timed exactly to the others, almost as if we are synced together . Every time I inhale ; he inhales . I exhale ; he exhales. In this moment I knew , not that I ever doubted ; we were meant for each other.