Ah the Mondays.
When you have to be the first one to get up.. Noiselessly. So that the other one doesn't wake up.
When you have to wake up at the midnight hour because you have to go to the other end of the city.
When your heart melts to see how peacefully he sleeps.
When your heart breaks to wake him up.
So all you do, is gather your wits around. Along with all the stray hairs, behind the ears, tie them up in a knot as neat as the fingers allow..
Get the coffee in you. Get the warm shower run over you. Get the sweet fragrance hover over you.
And you put on your bestest face, to wake that happy face.
And follow it up with a hurried goodbye.
End of the day, when you make your way home, You know you'll get back to the ocd anxieties.
And you get home.
You get home to neatly made bed.
You get home to folded sheets.
You get home to towel not on the bed!
Ahh the glee! The pure joy!
And you miss him too.. But, you have his tee to get into.
Monday love, be this.
When you have to be the first one to get up.. Noiselessly. So that the other one doesn't wake up.
When you have to wake up at the midnight hour because you have to go to the other end of the city.
When your heart melts to see how peacefully he sleeps.
When your heart breaks to wake him up.
So all you do, is gather your wits around. Along with all the stray hairs, behind the ears, tie them up in a knot as neat as the fingers allow..
Get the coffee in you. Get the warm shower run over you. Get the sweet fragrance hover over you.
And you put on your bestest face, to wake that happy face.
And follow it up with a hurried goodbye.
End of the day, when you make your way home, You know you'll get back to the ocd anxieties.
And you get home.
You get home to neatly made bed.
You get home to folded sheets.
You get home to towel not on the bed!
Ahh the glee! The pure joy!
And you miss him too.. But, you have his tee to get into.
Monday love, be this.
