Brevity #14: Pause

Sometimes when I lay in bed at night, I'd turn to the side to see the empty space and was reminded of how fast things change.

"Come here," you said one night, as you pulled me close to cradle me in your arms until we fall asleep. And I vividly remember the warmth of your breath, the firmness of your hand, the faint scent of soap on your skin, and the cooling calmness of the air. 

If only moments can be paused and replayed forever.