I was beginning to accept that being next to him, even when he was deep asleep, made me more complete. I looked out the window and smiled at the thought that a little over a month ago, I had been the one passed out in the back of a car. I couldn’t help but wonder if he had done the same. If he had also taken advantage of that moment to act on how he truly felt. If he had caressed my head all the way home.
