he woke up and slipped out of bed
threw on the same jeans as the night before,
brushed his teeth,
and headed out the door
with the breeze in his hair and the sun on his back, he walks towards the beach
he lays in the sand for some time
his thoughts moving like the ocean's waves
seagulls in the air
the sun on his face
sand in between his toes
he is daydreaming
the tide is high
the water is crashing against the rocks
a thought is sparked in his mind
he races back home
he runs to the lovely thing still laying in his bed
he kisses her gently
and whispers
"i love you"
