Strep throat. 5 days of bedrest isn't so bad when you're next to me. I'm sorry I got you sick but you needed that break more than I did. I watched you sleep in the afternoons, so peaceful, your breathing even and deep. You're always so gentle with me. Making me tea and kissing me lightly while I pout and sigh. Your arm always strong around me, your fingers laced with mine. Making love every night, hazy from the meds and sleep. The way you fall asleep on my chest. This is easy. This is right.