First time when I saw Johnny Cash described paradise as having morning coffee with her, I thought of how lucky one couple can be.
Hmh.. it sounded nice but you can never know the feeling if you didn't have the same one..
Months later..
Monday morning..
Just when I thought every Monday is awful.. he made that Monday feel perfect.
I was sitting in the corner of my bed drinking coffee and watching him leaned on my pillow and drinking coffee too.He smiled and asked why am I looking at him like that, but he already knew.
Interesting, he was one of those persons with whom you can understand everything without a word.
I liked the way he was looking at me.
I could feel his eyes all over me even when I wasn't looking at him.
His childish smile beneath strong black beard will haunt me for a lifetime.
I enjoyed every moment with him.
I thought I'm going to melt when in the middle of the night he put blanket on me,kissed my shoulder and hugged me. Calming-it was, to feel him taking care of me while he was dreaming.
For the first time in my life, I desired to listen.More and more. Like his voice is only melody for my ears.
He was paying attention on small but meaningful details... I was enchanted with his manner of doing things. He was a true gentleman. Strong, patient,sincere, smart, kind,passionate,empathic..the one that makes you feel him with all your senses just by look of his hazel eyes.
All I know is that I can't wait for our next morning.
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