Breakfast
I really hated the sound of that alarm clock, that piercing,
irritating repeated beeping. After a second or two I slowly started realizing that it was
not just another day, it was the day. I felt the movement in the bed as she reached for the
clock and then the beeping stopped allowing me to slip back towards tranquillity again.
“Love you,” I whispered.
“Excuse me, you were saying” she said sarcastically.
“You heard me,” I said a little louder yet trying not to strain my
tired voice.
“I didnt say I didnt hear you, I asked you what you said.
Repeat it, louder. And try opening your eyes this time.”
After a moment of contemplating the situation I forced myself to make an effort
and sat up, looking at her. Everything about her was beautiful even in the morning. The
way that curly almost black hair just touched her shoulders. I took her hand and pulled
her a little closer admiring her mischievous smile. She wanted to say something but she
waited for me to speak first. I kissed her hand repeatedly and looking into her dark brown
eyes I said slowly overenunciating each word:
“I…love…you.”
Her smile got wider as she replied. “You better. Dont
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