Wake up with me. With messy hair and sleepy eyes. Morning breath and all.
Flash that tilted smile towards me at 8am, so I can start my day off just right.
Fall into my arms and I'll hate the fact that moments from now, I'll have to let you go. But I promise you, I will love every second up until that point.
So with cold hands, and sloppy kisses. Chapped lips and all, wake up with me.