When you don’t think Im looking, I catch you staring at me. As if you’re watching over me so nothing bad can come to me, even in my dreams. Then, you move closer to me, and hold me tightly. So close that I can hear the beating of a rapid heart beat. But I can’t tell. Is it mine or yours. It’s so loud, it sounds like they’re beating together as one. Your arms are so protective of me. And I feel you when you move your hand and rub over my stomach. I wonder…what are you exactly thinking about?