"Blow," I hold out a tissue to my sick boyfriend and put it under his stuffy nose. He's had this cold for two weeks now, and I'm getting worried. After he's finished blowing his nose, he hands me the wadded up tissue. I throw it away and stare at him. He stared back with sad chocolate eyes that melted my heart in to nothing.

"You'll be okay." I promised, ruffling his hair and giving his scorching forehead a light kiss. I quietly close the door behind me with a sigh.

By aria, December 15, 2014*.