You had slept over at your boyfriend Darius's house last night,

waking up, wondering why he’s not in bed with you anymore.

You start wandering downstairs, looking for him.

“Oh? Well, good morning handsome man.”

Darius smiled at you, he had his apron on,

and he was cooking pancakes and bacon on the stove,

"The smell was delicious. And Sweet, he was cooking for you."

Darius was whistling his favorite song his dad used to sing him before he died