Sunday, September 4, 2011

Feels like home

"I like mornings like this," you say as I shift myself closer.

And I've always been scared, but I want to promise you things.
So many things.
That I'll wake you up for work, and on time.
That I'll sort out the sheets in the morning, because I actually like doing it.
That I'll pick up the juice and yoghurt, when we're running low.
That you can come home to me.

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