I love my boyfriend:
Sleep means, more precisely, he is sleeping, and I usually lay down for a long time, turning around my axis, accidentally hitting him, he got up, began to rust (not ceasing to sleep at the same time), and so loudly and floodingly, I ask: Hey, what are you? O_O
And he said with such a joyful voice: Have you not dreamed? He continues to sleep.
I was still in my pillow for a long time.