She makes me happy

I woke before the alarm went off this morning. V was close beside me. The sun coming through the window illuminated her face in a way I wanted to capture in my memory. I gazed at her for a long time even though it was still early.

So, as midday approaches, my memory serves me well. I can still see her face as she slept. I recall the warmth of her body as she lay next to me. I still have the same feeling about her I had when I woke this morning: damn, I love this woman. She makes me so happy.