Warm sunlight pouring down on me through the drapes
I open my eyes and a beautiful figure
It's my wife.
She waited for me to wake up
She says she doesn't like to start her day without me.
I feel loved. As if I truly matter to someone
So I get up and we brush our teeth
A simple task, but somehow it's better with her around.
We attempt to make ourselves breakfast
But we burn the egas because we're too busy dancing
We...