Looking down at Tracey, she saw that the girl was indeed near sleep. "Sorry, you were sleeping. I didn't mean to wake you." she spoke softly.
Still, she was thinking. She looked back up at the ceiling as she stroked Tracey's hair.
"I was just thinking." she began. "What our future would be like. In five years. Ten."
"I mean...I don't want to assume we'll last that long if you don't, I just...I want you in my life. All of it." she said softly, hoping not to freak the girl out.