You studied the shape of my face with your fingers, first stroked each of my eyebrows and petted my eyelashes. Your fingers circled my cheeks then drummed on my lips. You thought I was asleep. But I felt you trace hearts into my skin. And i knew you loved me. Even if it was for those few seconds only. Even if it’s something you’ll never own up to or admit. I knew in that moment you loved me.