My bed still smells like you.
I keep finding your hair all over the place.
I sleep on my side waiting to wake with you on yours, my dreams should be reality.
The spot on my bathroom countertop where your toothbrush sit now lays empty.
I hate washing only one wine glass.
I wanna light my candles, but you're the only flame I care about.
I don't wanna fold my own laundry.
I dislike waking up alone.
There is a comfort that comes from you, my blanket does no good.
I sleep more soundly with you.
My brain relaxes while my heart goes crazy.
You can make my heart beat fast, you can also make it skip beats too.
I like the way you smell.
You are my real comforter and I wanna wrap myself up in you.
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