Rise

I rise in the morning,
while you, lie in slumber.
Leaving the warmth of
your body.
Sometimes, I envy you,
being able to stay in bed.

I realize, that I
take you for granted,
by not telling you,
how much I need you
or how much I care.

I like the way you
wear your hair
and your smile,
but I don't tell you.
I will,
someday.