I hope one day you wake up
Thinking about me.
Remembering how I kiss your ears
Until you giggle
How I hold your hand while you drive
(those were the only times I thanked God for traffic)
How I grab you from behind at your waist.
hugging you from your back
While I smell your hair
that you curled because I told you I like them that way
(and I really really do)

I hope one day you wake up
Wishing I was beside you
Like how it was on cold, north-of-the-metro trips we've had
Where we wake up to each other's body warmth
With good morning kisses (and I don't care about our morning breath)
And alarm snoozes to buy time to cuddle more in bed

I hope one day you wake up
Yearning for me,
For how I kiss you in your forehead
For how my voice sounded when I call you 'babe', 'baby' or 'my little girl'
Or how I look at you
During those mornings, afternoons and nights
where you entrusted me with yourself
And I tell you how beautiful you look
With wearing nothing else but your smile
(and have I told you over and over how I loved that smile? That smile you rarely give others, that smile that was once mine.)

I hope one day you wake up
And give me the sweetest kiss
That would be the only thing that could awaken me
While I am in this deep slumber
Until I am back in your arms again.