He thought wistfully of how she used to stare into his eyes until sleep claimed him, her eyes were the last thing he saw, and the first every morning.
He kissed her goodnight on her forehead - a light brush on her skin and then he turned away to sleep while she stared at his back.
She thought of how he would have kissed her goodnight on her cheek, how he would stare into her eyes, and she would fall asleep with those frozen features till day came.
He gave a quiet sigh, and remembered her crooked smile.
She gave a crooked smile as she remembered how he would sigh at everything.
He slept on the right side of the bed.
She slept on the left side of the bed.
They were both asleep in the wrong bed
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