Saturday, February 8, 2014

All I can think about whenever I read in the morning? Is you. That one night you slept over and I woke up to you next to me. Me looking down on you telling you to wake up and get ready to go. Knowing that I was the first person you saw in the morning made me feel special. I wish I had kissed you that one day. When I realize you aren't in my bed in the morning I think back to the night we were walking in the rain and I gave you my beanie so you wouldnt get sick again. I remember putting my hands on your face to wipe away the rain. I looked into your eyes and wished I had kissed you then too.

What a wonderful train of thoughts to have first thing in the morning

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