And if you ask me about this, I will deny it.
But yes.
Yes.
I might change my mind.
But, just for now, this second, yes.
Yes.
Yes, to stupidity and being fucked up.
Completely yes.
Yes to being "buttercup", "sweet bum", "sugar plum" and "angel cakes".
Yes to the dorkiness. And the sex through mass communication.
Yes, though you are not enough.
Not even close to what I want or deserve.
Yes, because despite that,
You make my mornings.
Every morning.
Yes. I love waking up to you.
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