The alarm rings on the bedside table loudly. It's seven am in the morning and he's waking me up to get ready for work.
I remove my sprawled out arm from his chest and get up.
The sun is hot and blazing, I grab the shirt from the floor and put it on before approaching the window.
Before I can turn I feel his eyes on me.
"You know staring is rude right?" he chuckles, I hear the sound of the bed as he gets up from it creek.
"Good morning to you too my angel." He turns me around with a swift twirl and kisses me.
"You know I have so much faith in you," I smiled m, the reassurance I get from this man is amazing but faith in me for what.
"To do what?" he sighed and looked at me.
"To do whatever you want, to pursue your dreams. To take back what's yours I have all the faith in you, you're
