I see you wake up and walk into the kitchen. I let myself in earlier with the house key you keep hidden in the pot of purple mums on the porch. You’ve always told me how you thought their colors were stunning. I’ve been waiting for you to wake up on your couch. I sneak up behind you and rest my head on your shoulder, my arms wrap around your waist instinctively. Good morning my rose… I press my face into your neck, inhaling your scent. I know I said until tomorrow but I can’t wait…
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