Im laying here on my side with someone else’s furr baby laying on my hip. I’m not really sure how I’m suppose to feel anymore but before you left, you handed me a house key you had made and taught me how to work your house alarm… But you don’t believe in this legally.
You told me you loved me and I choked up. All I know is my hip is warm and you’re at work waiting to come home to me on your lunch break.
Stop being so dangerous.
I’m trying to feel numb but you are making this difficult.