You...

I woke up this morning with my phone beeping under my pillow... When I saw your name I asked myself, "Why is it always so early?"... I read your message and smiled, realising you werent sending one of those nagging messages again. I got up had a shower, brushed my teeth, had some breakfast and grabbed my phone again to read your message once more.

While reading it, I felt something warm inside, the feeling you usually give me. The one I wish you could give me more often, but knowing we dont see each other much, this feeling is quite scarce...

Your message brings tears to my eyes, when I notice that I had cursed at the sound of my message tone waking me up, but all your intention was, was to let me know you're thinking of me...

You quote a scripture, saying, "One day God gave me two things. You and this scripture." A frustrated expression forms on my face. "Why cant my Bible be near me now?", I think to myself...

You go on to say that I might doubt myself, but you will always have faith in me...

The warm feeling in me gets warmer and my eyes too... I suddenly find myself trying to not blink, as it may just let it all free...

I ask myself, "Why on earth did God give me such an amazing woman like you?"...

You never judge, even when I know I've done wrong...

You always have the right thing to say at the right time...

You place me high up on a pedestal, which I know I dont deserve...

Yet you are so humble...

I'd want to be so much better... More flawless than them photoshopped models...

More obedient than the righteous...

But you, just love me for me...

"When I grow up... I want to be just like you!"