Trouble Breathing

He laid there. Just looking up at me. He closed his eyes. I wanted him to be nervous. To feel that sensation in the back of your stomach. Like I got every time he looked at me that way. The way that you felt like he could take all your pain away. Like he would take care of you your whole life. I started to talk to him. Moving my face across his. From one eye to the other, then across his cheek and then forehead. My lips just close enough for him to feel the warmness of my breath. It was as if nothing else existed. Like time had been frozen. For that one moment it was just the two of us. I asked if he was nervous. He said yes. The words came out slowly as if he was having trouble breathing. Then I leaned in. Our lips barely gliding against each others. My heart was racing. This is just the start. Im having trouble writing an end to this. I will also most likely change the title. I am not too fond of it. So any suggestions/comments on what I have so far would really help! TIA!