Love slept beside me, and I realized he had become the future unveiling itself. For an hour, I allowed him to sleep, but woke him because he had “been too long away.” He pulled me close. Watching a curl fall upon his forehead, I reached to hold that moment as one might try to grasp forever. Time was passing. Mountains were windswept filling valleys as I tried to turn love into remain when all it could ever be in any moment was how I wish.