Why you ask
Are you kidding
Listen, I’ll tell . . . .. . . . .
When I wake up alone
There’s no one there to see
The devastating beauty
The morning light can bring
I slide from my sheets
And head for the door
To brush my white teeth
For no one I ignore
I make coffee for one
And drink it alike
For there’s no one here to judge me
On looks changed, from last night
For I don’t need no one
Like they look for in life
If I wanted to sleep, with someone
He’d have been here last night
If I wanted coffee for two
I’d have made him stay all night
So don’t look at me in pity
Cus you had one last night
As I sit alone with the light
Cus with him comes stress
And baggage alike
If you don’t see, you will
Why I slept alone last night
Exactly... You make a very good point here. Nice job explaining a morning routine, yet explaining how it was your choice. =} & yes, baggage... Hee Hee. Like this1.
~perfect love~
WHOOOOOO...i love it.
and you speak the truth