While we spent, the whole night talking, laughing, drinking and whispering about all that we have missed of each other as well as old memories. The tension of me having to leave immediately again, as well as the dangerous places I will have to go while I desire to stay, wake me up earlier than I expected. Complete darkness has turned into a dimmed room. However, I am tempted to stay on the soft couch under the warm blankets that make me feel as if I am floating on a cloud in the night sky. I look up to the ceiling, lost in my own thoughts. A small change in distribution of weight shifts my body, awakening more as it makes me consider that I might fall off the couch. My mom took a seat on the side of the couch. Caressing my cheek with the back of her hand she blissfully looks at me. I wish
