I wake to the sunlight pouring through the windows. I smile and slip out of his arms and walk into the kitchen and grab a blood bag. I hop up on the counter and cross my legs, drinking the blood.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I wake the next morning to find sunlight shining through the blinds. Smiling slightly, I look at the ring on my finger before standing and joining Melissa in the kitchen. Kissing her cheek, I slide on the counter beside her and take a bag of blood.
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