I woke to the sound of your voice,
the scent of your cologne,
the rhythm in your step as you got ready for work.
I watched you from the bed,
no longer asleep.
Putting on your suit and tie,
you finally catch me watching you.
I loved the way you walked over and leaned in for a kiss.
You slid my hair behind my ear,
and leaned in for another kiss.
You continued getting your stuff together,
opening your case to make sure everything was in there.
Including your favorite photo of me.
Mornings like these are my favorite,
its been 4 years since you got down on your knee
and asked me to be yours forever.
Nothing has changed, the love still grows.
I follow you down the stairs to see you off,
and everyday you pinky promise you'll be back in my arms.
I Love You
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