The daily morning ritual

Last post before work time! :) talking to myself helps, but blogging will help me retrace my thoughts. As of late, the hardest thing for me to do now is wake up. I was sooo use to waking up to that soft and insanely sensual voice of hers. I am morning person, and just a little "good morning, babe. I love you" was enough for me to feel good about everything. Gosh, what I would do to hear those words again. How I yearn to just hear her snoring in my ear comforting me to sleep. Even though she was always grouchy as fuuuuck in the morning, I loved to wake up just to hear her and TRY to cheer her up. Now when I awake, my eyes open of unexcitement.