I wrap my arms around her and keep my eyes closed.
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I pout and narrow my eyes at her stomach, crawling back up on the bed, "Bad baby. Don't kick daddy when he's sleeping. It's not nice. I'm sure it doesn't feel good for Mommy either. Be a good boy."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind