“Rest, my beloved. I’ve got you.” I listen to his heart beating. “I know you do.” My body drifts off, lulled by his steady steps and his strong arms wrapped around me. “Thank you for flying in the stars,” I say on a quiet breath. I feel a kiss pressed against the top of my head. “For you, I’d pluck them from the sky.” All those years I hoped and wished and prayed to know what falling in love felt like? Yeah. I think I know now. It feels like this.
