The first thing I think about when I wake up is you. I don't even think about myself first. When I catch myself doing this, I quickly stop myself. This is the worse habit. I must stop it. I quickly say a prayer. Thanking God for waking me and my loved ones up today and in good health and hope for a good, safe and fun day ahead. Then I go back to thinking of you. The same 'ol things. The same night. The kiss. The feeling that I got. That good, warm and intense feeling. When you're near, I feel privileged to accompany your space. When you're far, I miss you more.
Okay. I'm going to stop now. I probably sound like a psycho and stalker lol.
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