I wake up warm with you.
I sleepily kiss you, and intertwine my fingers with yours.
you whisper "good morning".
I try to stay in these moments.
I know they don't last.
The time I spend with you goes too quickly.
The alarm goes off and you press snooze for the second time.
I close my eyes and try to remember how your body feels against mine so I can think of this when we're apart.
The light coming through the blinds, the chilly air in the room. I can hear the rain from here.
You always make it a little harder to get up.
Until you mention breakfast.