The Great Gatsby

Billie Bob Jones

My gorgeous birthday boy had fallen asleep just after I had taken him to heaven and back. I had changed him out of his constrictive trousers and button up shirt into his silky pyjama's which by the way was extremely difficult. It was like he was getting bigger and bigger throughout these past few months to be honest.

Somehow I managed just fine, I fought bulls occasionally Benedito's body was nothing for me. His head rested on my lap as he snored softly. His raven hair had now grown out to reach his shoulder blades and it made him look all the more intense and mysterious. 

His long dark eyelashes gently touched his cheek bones. I ran my hand through his hair as I just stared at him like how I had for the past hour.