about being so close to feel the warmth of life pulsate beneath your love’s skin. about feeling the warm and slightly damp breath escape their only-perfect-in-your-eyes lips. something about the smell of sleep that two people share under the soft sweet covers that become pillows for cats. something grounding in the feeling of safety wrapped around your crumbling world view. the feeling of tense release in the form of laughter, sex or tears. holding hands with you is like being bound to a brick of gold.