That guy makes the sharpie tux work. I know what I’m wearing for my wedding.
In the dead of night
While he’s asleep
Even though you’ve seen this countless times
You look at how he sleeps
How he always spreads out
How he always takes up most of the bed
How he always has to have his leg over both of yours
How his mouth is always open just a little bit
How he’s always taking the blankets
How he is always contorted somehow
And how you always feel like it’s your first time seeing him
And always you get the strongest desire to kiss him awake
But instead try to fit on whatever part of the bed he hasn’t taken
And slide under whatever covers he’s left you
And gently close his mouth so he doesn’t have a sore throat in the morning
And hold him as close as you can.
And he always wakes up
Just long enough
To embrace you.
Saddest part is that it worked….
What things would YOU throw on the ground?!
