7 a.m.

It’s early morning in bed with you.

The morning sun shines through

Each little opening of the curtains.

We open our eyes, somehow at the same time.

It’s magical how we do that.

Now we’re sitting on the back porch drinking coffee with a blanket

Watching the sun rise as we hear the birds cry.

A casual conversation here and there,

But when we get quiet we seem to stare

Into the sunrise, the sky, and the flowers.

Already, we’ve been here for a couple hours.

Time flies when I’m alone with you.

So peaceful, blissful, something so true.

We get some food then we take a ride

In the car I love so much because it’s where we hide.

We escape to a fun, flirtatious state where

You drive fast and I laugh because

It feels like we’re flying.

We feel pure joy, like we’re just kids,

Like we’re sure this moment won’t be ending,

But it is.

Time for reality to come crawling back.

We hate this part.

We were hoping it would last

For hours and hours and hours on end.

You’re my light. You’re my love.

You’re my best friend.