A drop of moisture fell to his face, a stray tear of mine sneaking out. Crying wasn’t something I’d done much of, and never because something was so beautiful, so perfect. His mouth parted, a slight exhale as I was buried to the hilt. His body squeezed me, molded to me, but I didn’t move, just stayed inside him, looking down at this man who’d changed my world. “You are my sun too. My life was darkness until you gave me your light.”
