We back at it again. It's actually kind of sad how willing I am to drop everything and come to you when you need me.
I was at Walmart and you text me, I hadn't heard from you basically all day and I hate that but it's ok I know you're busy. Anyway, you asked what I was doing and I said I was at Walmart and then I had to go get Cheyenne, hoping that you would ask me to come over. Guess who was right? Me. So I came over, after you said you just wanted me (which made me incredibly happy by the way) and I walked in and knew right away the you hadn't had a good day. We continued with the usual and after I looked at you and knew you were about 10 minutes from passing out (I was correct) and so I suggested that we lay down, because I had the time and I knew you didn't feel good.
I think I enjoy the aftermath of us hanging out more then the actual hanging out. If you know what I mean. The energy is different and I really enjoy it because it gives me a chance to see a different you then I usually get to see. And I appreciate that.
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Unsaid Things
PoetryThese are things that I wish to say to others but can't or don't want too. So I just write them out. I am very thankful for the few viewers that I have, so a huge shoutout to them (whoever they are)
