Be me.

Be in a complicated relationship/companionship.

We expect to be together during nights, but many factors interfere.

He likes to wander off to who-knows-where for who-knows-how-long.

He has moments where even he doesn't know where he is.

He also provides nights that I can either enjoy, hate, or forget.

He doesn't always want us to be together.

He also doesn't always want us to part.

He hates the idea of somebody else taking his place in the bed.

He used to not be my main priority in our earlier years, but I grew to need him more and more.

No matter the bullshit he puts me through or the stress I have to cling to since he's not always helpful, we still remain faithful to one another.

He has moments where he asserts dominance.

Whenever my plate is full with multiple errands and tasks, he pulls me into his arms and provides me with his intoxicating pleasure.

The colder seasons also make the urge to succumb to him stronger and he knows it all too well.

Whenever I need coffee after a night with him, he always sees it as progress.

During some nights, he claims to not be feeling it, but we both know he's asking for a challenge.

Be one to take charge.

His face when I provide lavender aroma.

His face when I turn on the right tunes to keep his attention.

His face when we're both hydrated enough for the night ahead of us.

He also gets eager whenever I feast on a big meal.

When we have nights that we actually share together, some minute interruptions still cause us to part.

Sometimes, I think of the possibility of being with him more often.

I have knowledge that if I see him more often, the world surrounding us will be nothing more than a blur.

Those who either know of our relationship or don't know might not improve of the increase in the time we share.

He wouldn't be fond of the idea of us spending more time together than usual, maybe because he cares about me or maybe because he cares about himself.

Professionals who have claimed that our relationship is between "okay" and "concerning" might take extreme measures to manage the time we spend together.

Too much of a good thing might turn rotten, especially when there's work that needs to be done.

I always wish I could've learned to keep him close sooner rather than later and he always feels satisfied when using that against me in our disagreements.

Chuckle knowing that he doesn't see an end to our relationship, yet considers a ring to be too tacky.

I don't see an end to our relationship either.

I don't see an end to our conflicts.

I don't see an end to us wrestling into passion.

He's the most fickle, stubborn, demanding, random companion I had ever had.

At the end of the day, I still love him and he expresses retaliated care for me, even if it's in his own ways.

If there's one thing that both of us know, it's that we will be in our relationship for the rest of our lives and we'll have eternal quality time once we're six feet under.

And, to think, I used to think that it was us in bed that is my favorite part of our relationship, but I now know that he's my favorite part of our relationship.

What?

You asked about my relationship with him and provided you with the best answer to sum it up.

"Well, Thomas, I asked how you see sleep. I didn't ask for you to be dramatic."