She probably reaches for you as you return to your side of
the bed. She probably rests her head cozily on your chest. Automatically, I bet
your arm hugs her; I bet your hand rubs her back. Hell, you might even kiss the
top of her head. She probably readjusts a little, smiles innocently and moves
in closer. I just hope as you pull her in and text me goodnight, you fall
asleep hating yourself in a way you know I won’t.
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