We are each capable of love and we are each capable of hatred but what we all want, shouldn't we fight to the death for?
-A.E
"Good morning sleepy head."
I blinked twice as I allowed my eyes to adjust to the bright light pouring in from the bedroom window. When everything came into focus my eyes finally settled upon the angelic voice that gently brought me to the now.
"Morning." I croaked out, sleep still evident in my voice, "what time is it?"
"It doesn't matter." She responded, avoiding my eyes.
I pulled away from her and stretched before looking at the clock. "Roni!" I scolded.
It was barely after 8 and she was waking me up. I groaned loudly before I was throwing the cover over me. I was up until the wee hours, making her scream my name, saying that she was mine forever and I wa
