Waking up to his face
I love waking up to his face pressed to mine.
We all have instances where it’s nice just to occupy or space alone, but what about all the other times? Those times you wake up with your partner squished against you? Those are the best. When you wake up facing each other, forehead to forehead, yeah, that’s love.
I wake up regularly throughout the night, and last night was no different. Barely awake, I heard the sounds of the night as usual, and then him sounding closer than normal. I can’t speak for everyone, but when I wake up, it seems my senses awake independently and at varying times and degrees. I opened my eyes to see his face. His forehead pressed to my cheek and the rest of him snuggled close.
I love that. I love waking up to him snuggled so close to me that our faces touch. Waking up to that is one of several reasons I’m never upset about waking up in the middle of the night when he’s there beside me. There’s something about knowing that even in his sleep, he wants to be that close. Heartwarming, exciting, or simply just reassuring. Whatever the reason, I’m grateful for it.