Simple words, powerful punch.

He sat there, his head to my chest, and he closed his eyes. "I'm going to miss this," He says. I look down at him. "What?" I ask and he opens his sweet eyes. "I'm going to miss your heartbeat." He closes his eyes once more. Oh how I loved him so. "Who says that it will go away? I don't plan to die soon." His smile turns as he hears these words. "But I am such a burden on you. Right now, instead of looking after me, you could be doing something else. I'm full of problems. I'm just a burden." How could he think this? Why would I want to be anywhere else? The only place I would ever want to be is in his arms. It's my happy place. I couldn't see myself with anyone else and I truly love him. He is everything to me. I love him. His life I love helping. His problems, I love hearing. Everything about him is perfect. I couldn't be with another person.