It’s a midsummer’s day as we sit facing the sea. I tuck my legs under myself as you gently rock the swing we’re sitting on. I lean into you further, a cup of chai in hand, relishing the fact that I can hear your heartbeat. Oreo is sleeping peacefully in one corner. I smile. A light breeze picks up and you pull me in closer, placing a kiss on my forehead. I look up and our eyes meet; even though we say nothing, it means everything. I feel complete.