today i woke up and i turned to you and smiled.
and you said “hey you” and i asked you why it was so late in the day.
you told me you were being nice, to me and to you – but i think probably mostly to me.
you cleaned your apartment and i helped for a bit before giving up and browsing the internet. you didn’t like the way i poured rotten things down the drain, and i didn’t know any better.
we showered and then got lunch, because it was too late for breakfast. you had a muffin and i had too much soup. and then we parted ways.
later in the day you told me you were sad, and i felt bad for being a distraction – for being the one making you sleep in.
but i am getting so used to waking up next to you.
and when you are sad, i am sad.
and i like the way you say i make you happy.
and i like the way i’m really liking you.