I rolled Ethan onto his back and kissed him, sealing our promise to one another. The love I felt for him as I rocked him into the bedding, making love to him, our bodies joined in absolute harmony was enough to bring me to tears, matching the streaks running down his cheeks.
This was love.
Unbreakable, never-ending love.
Later, I lay awake as Ethan breathed softly, asleep. Beside him, his sketchbook, his new constant companion. The upward-facing sketch was of him and his three friends, and me and Brody, from a picture taken at the barbeque. I flipped the page and smiled. He'd drawn a sketch of me doing a crossword puzzle, concentrating. I saw through his eyes what I looked like to him.
My heart did a little skip.
The care and attention of his pencil had produced something beautiful.
He held my heart.
Forever was ours.
The End
