Your puppy woke us up that morning,
tucking her cold nose between our bodies and tickling us with her whiskers.
You pulled me under your arm and gently kissed me awake,
threw the blankets off us both
and stood up.
I watched you from my curled up position,
marveling at your magnificence,
and counting myself the luckiest to see you
with sunlight streaming in.
It was so very domestic
to see you dress,
and play with the puppy,
and dance around each other making breakfast,
and sip coffee while reading the news,
and absentmindely brush your hair behind your ear.
In that moment,
I forgot that it wasn’t our house
that I had exams and studying to finish
that it wasn’t always like this
that this wasn’t how life had always been.
I forgot everything
And remembered that life could be like that
if we made it so.
I gazed at you with the puppy at our feet,
and my heart lept with delight
in knowing it belongs to you.