It felt like an ordinary morning. I woke up to the heat caused by the sunlight piercing through my window. I was still sleepy. I checked my phone to find out the time, it was just a quarter past 7. I yawned as I browsed through my unread messages, then I saw his name. That morning became a lighter one, I mean, the kind of mornings that you know you’re going to have a great day. I read his message, “Good morning, sorry for sleeping on you last night. Hope you aren’t mad. :) Take care. Have a nice day. I love you. :)” Of course I wasn’t mad that he slept on me, I did fall asleep whilst texting him too. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. I felt giddy like a young schoolgirl. I texted him back, “Good morning to you too. Don’t worry, I’m not mad. I fell asleep too, hehe. Have a nice day. I love you! :)” So, this is what it feels like. Being young and inlove.
