We just had a wonderful weekend together. Lots of food and laughs intermixed with all that’s good and oh-so corny about being in love. So why have I been so surly since you left? Nothing feels right and my comfortable bed just doesn’t feel as welcoming anymore. I’m already counting the days till you come back.
“Soon, my dear girl. Soon” I keep whispering to myself. “He’ll be here again and you can wrap him in your arms, kiss his cheek softly and tell him you’re his forever.”
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