I used to hate the sight of sunlight coming through the blinds, and the sound of birds chirping, in the morning. It meant the night was over.
Yet I relished the sound of your second alarm.
It meant that I got to hear you say “good morning.”
Then I would to pretend to not watch you walk away.
I would hurry to make your coffee by the time you finished your shower. Then, sometimes I made you a sandwich for your lunch.
I liked doing those little things because I was trying to catch up with all that you do for me.
You make me feel like I am more than I am.
Stuff that Steve Says 