Babygirl

She made me breakfast

its nine in the afternoon?
thats pretty odd,
i check the time again,
now it says its 9 p.m.
now thats right;

i get up from my bed
and proceeded to go down and cook some breakfast for myself,
as i got down i realized i didn't have to cook breakfast for myself;

she was there already cooking
for me,
as i sat down on the table she gave
me a warm welcome,
"good morning!" she said
as butterflies in my stomach started to fly around everywhere;

and thats when i realized, life was better with her around.

wait. Breakfast at 9 p.m.? thats pretty odd