Hwei Ming

Wake up my dear… Its a Sunday Morning..

Its time to get up, breakfast is ready at the table, but if you want, I’ll bring them here…

Just for you..

No? Don’t want to eat? You can’t be like that..

I tell you want, I’ll let you know something, in return, you got to have breakfast alright..?

I made them just for you, and right after breakfast, we’ll go to the museum alright??

I’ll bring them here.. you can have it on the bed…

Right.

Now, ever wonder why I always insist that you sleep next to the window, the window facing the east?

Well, it’s because every morning when the sun starts to rise, and the curtains are all open,

you eclipses the sun with your presents, causing the rays to bend against you,

your hair causes rays to appear more beautiful then clouds and leafs itself.

creating an aura if tenderness in the air.

Your soft pale skins create calmness in the surround, making me just happy knowing that you are still here in the morning.

And that my dear, is why I always gaze at you in morning breathlessly.

What more could a man ask….

Well….

…Now, it’s time for breakfast.

The coffee is just the way you like it, and my special muffins.

We’ll leave for the museum when you are ready.

*kisses forehead*