6 a.m

Mornings are for one on one time with God as discuss your intentions for the day.

Mornings are for half opened eyes waken by the sunrise.

Mornings are for the whole house smelling like the coffee farms in Ethiopia.

Mornings are for dreaming of u all night and waking up to harsh realization that u could only stay for a moment.

Mornings are for the moments; birds singing, skies still, flowers peeking through the grass…and God orchestrating it all.

Mornings are for messy loving, and waking u up with kisses… everywhere

Mornings are for forcing myself to be an early bird just to impress u with breakfast in bed.

Mornings are for sometimes being skattered and uneasy and the only safe place being in bed, next to u or mediating with God. Odd that I’d compare the two but I know there’s no me without Him just like I know there’s no me without u.

Mornings are for adoring your bare face after a shower, and not even noticing your “flaws”.