amazing.

In the morning I'll hesitate before I open my eyes. I'm going to brace myself for the prospect of you not being there.

And when I open them and you're still laying beside me, I'll be the happiest guy in the world at that moment. I'll look at you asleep, taking in your beauty. How your breasts rise and fall with each breath. The way your eyes flutter as you dream, and the ethereal way your hair adorns your pillow.

I'll turn my head and stare up at the ceiling and thank God for giving me what I both deserve, and don't.

And then I'll close my eyes knowing that when I open them again you'll be there.