He is sleeping... Everything around him is quite n still .. The only thing alive and breathing in that room atm is his heart... The only thing that brings his and my world to life... I am tired i am sleepy but seeing him sleep is the worlds most beautiful sight i have ever seen ...the peace it holds is remarkable...Whenever we fall for some beautiful nature photo or view, what attracts us the most? The stillness...? The silence? Or some trace of life anywhere or everywhere in that scenic view ?! ... The beauty?! ...the creator?!!! The detailed perfection! Seeing him sleep has all of it ... His skin his face his eyes his lips his forehead his brows beautifully carved to perfection... This scene has everything any beautiful scene takes... I m at peace, i m still ... As if he is sleeping and breathing on my behalf... I dont know what love is... But if seeing someone and seeing everything is love ... I guess i m in love... He ll be some fun character in my story... The hero... The one i ll always want not to have but to love... I can spend a lifetime seeing him sleep like this... I m willing to pay every possible price to afford this luxury of seeing "breathing him"... And "only him"... His skin has absorbed all the life in that room... Seeing him warm and comfortable is one thing.. But seeing him sleeping miraculously brings the word apricity to my mind... " The warmth of sun in the winter"... So yes u got me "He ll be my definition of apricity" Now n always n forever and if there is some world or life after forever... If Love is feeling i feel it and if its a choice.. ??? I choose him, i ll choose him over n over again.