breakfast.

I finished cleaning the sheets on your bed
and when I arrived in the living room
the small table was set
and the best breakfast served.

prepared by you.

the best part of it was eating looking at you.
and how we've always smiled only with your eyes.
we didn't need to say anything.
we were all there.

could wake up early every morning with you
sleep would lose its meaning
I wouldn't waste a minute awake without you.

and my day started on in the best possible way.

my breakfast with you.

puns aside, our breakfast
it became
a break - fast
everything fell apart very quickly.

but. i will never forget my breakfast w/ u.

game

life is a game
you do whatever you need to win
but sometimes you just feel the taste of lose.

in love,
in this case,
for me.

maybe I'm broke

maybe this thing called love just doesn't exist

in fact

is true.

love doesn't exist.

but, even so
i wake up in the morning everyday loving you.

weird, ha?