We spend so many hours just staring at him. tracing his features, kissing his soft cheeks. When he sleeps, he's a little dreamer - he often giggles. When he’s awake, he’s so gentle, with wise eyes like he has already lived.
Seeing the way Pete is with him, the way he talks to him and cuddles him, makes me realize I am not alone in my overwhelming love for him. It hurts to love someone so much. Every little cry makes your heart ache.