Confession

"You finally came to me?" she said in a voice somewhat thick with sleep. 

"How could I have left you alone?" Morpheus replied. 

"Hmm, I knew you would come back to me." 

As she said those words, the smile on her lips widened. Her hand moved towards his face to touch it. 

Her words and the way she looked at him— as if she had been waiting for him all along—made his body freeze. It felt like time had slowed as he watched her hand moving towards his face. 

Her fingers brushed against his face ever-so-gently, her caress lighter than a feather, her cold fingers soothing against his warm skin.

"I missed you," she said. A gentle voice, a tender gaze, her actions showing how much she yearned for this person. 

For a moment, Morpheus forgot how to breathe.

The man opened his mouth, but his mind was unable to form words. 

"...I missed you," she repeated, her fingers on his face seemingly leaving a trail over his warm skin.