Let's Trade Skins.

I don't ever want to leave this moment, you look so calm and so assured. I'm pretty sure I could stare at your face all day and never tire of it. I don't even care that you sleep with the window open, I'd stay here all winter with the covers pulled up tight against my neck. Walking my fingers underneath the blankets until I find yours and wrapping them all up together until I can't tell which is mine and which is yours. Maybe I'm just not strong enough, or maybe I'm just not at strong as you think, but I don't think I can get out of this bed. Not now, not ever, if it means leaving you again. You tell me it'll only be for a little while; but that while, no matter how little or how un-little, feels pretty long to me. Don't turn your face away, I was just memorizing your freckles so that when I'm home tomorrow night, sleeping alone in my own bed, I can remember. This is the best time I've ever had in my life.