The way you look at the morning sky.

So mesmerized and soaking in the pink and orange.
The crazy, but beautiful morning.
It says it all, I fell in love with you in every single way.
It's the way I look at you.
And possibly the way you look at me.
Knowing the minute you wake up.
I will hear your feet stomping up the hallway.
So happy to see the sunrise.
It is the way I'm so happy to see you.
Like on Christmas morning, when a child wants to see all of his presents.
I never thought anybody would love me, with all of my quirks.
And me, well I never thought I could never love someone like I love you. 
But, I guess in a crazy and simple way.
You are my sunrise.
I am always coming back to you.