your breath brushes softly against my hair, warm, carrying that scent that belongs only to you.

outside the window, the snow keeps falling without end, laying a blanket of white and cold over the world, but it could never make my heart feel cold. not when your arms are holding me this tight, your chest pressed so close to mine. as long as i have you, you are all i will ever need.

i murmur your name into the lonely night, keeping it resting on the tip of my tongue where only i can hear it.

"oh, martin."

"martin."

"martin, my love"

i keep saying it, over and over. every single syllable rolling through my mind leaves my lips aching with a love far too intense. i really, truly love your name.

can you hear me, even though i don't utter a word?

can you read the look in my eyes, my love?

my gaze just lingers on your face. how is it that even in the dark, you still shine so beautifully, my dear?

right now, my chest is pounding to the frantic rhythm of love. there isn't a single breathless gap left between us. your warmth seeps into me, soothing this trembling body that can't stop shaking from how deeply i feel for you.

perhaps my heart doesn't belong to me anymore.

i love you.

god, how i love you this much.

this infatuation keeps surging inside me, strangely burning and aching. i want to whisper those words of love into the darkness filling this room. i want to lean in close to your ear and breathe them out. i want every ounce of my love to find its way into your dreams, so you'll know just how hopelessly, helplessly in love with you I am.

martin.

my darling.

sleep well, my love.