Cigarettes After Sex

Sesame Syrup

I'd like to wake up next to you every day and just admire your beauty.

I can't believe I'm the only one who can call you mine.

I'd prefer cold mornings, sunny mornings, or rainy mornings as long as we're together.

I'd have no issue getting out of bed in the morning knowing that I'd be spending the rest of my life with none other than you.

While you cook us both breakfast, I foolishly smiled at your back.

This is how it feels to be alive.

You turned around, your eyes beaming, and placed the freshly made waffles on the table.

"Would you like some sesame syrup, darling?" You inquired. I gave a nod.