Jules

You’ve been talking about finding a new place to stay lately… I hate it. The simple thought of not being able to see you when I wake up makes me feel uneasy. How will I know if you're safe if you're not waking up in my arms? You've insisted on moving though, the only thing I can do is delay. I woke up this morning and you weren't in my arms… was it starting already? I can't get used to it. I could smell the strong scent of caffeine, the aroma pulling me right out of bed and luring me into the kitchen where I found you whisking away breakfast. Approaching you from behind I wrapped my arms around your waist and kissed along your shoulder. “Good morning, sweetheart. Why didn't you tell me you were awake? I could've helped.”