Cereals for Breakfast ♥

Come over by 7 or earlier. Bring a box of cereals. A box of milk. Wear nothing but white shirt. Khaki shorts. And sneakers. Show up before the sun rises. Give me a ring when you're already at my doorstep. I'll pick up. Still sleepy. But still sweet. "Yes, love?". "Get up. And look outside." Plus maybe some lame excuse to make me go out. I get overly excited. No longer wear my glasses. Get up. Go down my ladder. Unlock my door while trying to figure out where my other slipper is. Then run down the stairs. Open the front door. "Where are you?" I say on the phone. Then you suddenly creep out of somewhere. Holding a brown paperbag in your arms. Again, I get overly excited and ask "What's that! Is that for me???". Then you just smile and say "Good morning, love." Then you kiss me on the forehead. Then tell me "Let's have breakfast?". And I just have this huge smile on my face. Grab the paperbag. Check what's inside. Feeling like a kid on Christmas eve. I rush back inside the house. Get two bowls. Two spoons. Two glasses. Run back to our front porch. Then back to the kitchen empty handed. Grab two more glasses. Make my special Milo drink. Rush back to you. Rush back to the kitchen. Get a pitcher or water. Then back to you. And then I can't help but have a huger smile on my face coz the breakfast's all set. I sit down. And then you just look at me. And I just feel prettier than ever. Invite me to a prayer before meal. You lead. But include a cheesy thanksgiving. End the prayer. Hold my hand. And kiss it. "You look beautiful. No matter what time of day." I blush and tell you "I know." Then laugh. You don't touch your cereals yet. You don't begin because you're waiting for mine to be ready. You know I want my cereals soaked in milk. So we wait a little longer. Chat. Giggle. And then you start to browse through your phone. Play some music. And surprisingly you created a new playlist. The Breakfast Surprise. You look at me. Then ask "We're you surprised?". Then I just nod. Give you a really tight hug. And then I say "Thank you for making my day."

Fades to black.

Plays a cheesy love song.

Daydreaming's one of my most favorite hobbies. And I guess it's because of daydreams I keep that cheerful part of me alive. That part of me that will always always always be in love. :)

This is my cute thought for tonight. Funny enough - honest enough - I could imagine the whole scenario. But there was one thing I couldn't picture - who the guy was/is! Hahahahaha. Someday, someday. :) God's surely gonna introduce him and I'll be like ".____." HAHAHAHA.

Good night. :)

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