Good morning dreary eyed lover
i hope last night was as good for you as it was for me.
she just smiles and pulls me close,
resting her head on my chest hearing my heart race.

So serene i wonder what you are dreaming of
as i brush your hair to the side of your face.
Breathe out, i know this perfect love
buried under folds of pillows and blankets.

The amber leaves rustle outside the window
and the musky autumn air fills my lungs.
Deep breath, i fall back into you
nestled together the world is as good as it gets.

I watched the sky change shades of blue from my window..
i can still see the sun crawling up above the trees.

i finally got back from my second day of work at club nana
(thats where i'm working now for those who don't know)
at around 630am. I've worked two 10 hour shifts in the last
two days and i'm beat.

Its funny how people naturally assume that i'm born with a
silver spoon in my mouth. That i'm one of those guys who has
it easy, with a car bought by mommy and allowance from daddy.
Come to think of it, i haven't had allowance since after A levels.
Haha, God knows i'd like to be. Unfortunately it isn't so, and i have
to work for what i want.

And in the midst of typing this post, i realize it has hit a strange place.
and as such i shall end off here with one last sentence.

'Rarely do people appreciate the hardworking guy or girl these days,
It seems we have let the all mighty dollar filter our eyes.'