but I’m so glad you’re gone.
I woke feeling you in the air. I expected to turn over and hear you say, “oh good morning wigglebutt.” Then, you would have crawled up from the foot of the bed and given me kisses from the tip of my nose to the crease of my lips. I thought you were here so I grinned widely. Good morning.
Everytime you say/mention slp I think slc punk, kinda giving me a head case.
That was unexpected.
Edit:: but much appreciated.