Laacey.

You. Just you. You wanna be around me and I want to be around you. Sick. Drunk. Showers. Lunch breaks. You.

I wish I could go back one year, two years, three years ago and look me straight in the face to say “if you really think this is what being happy feels like, you just wait sister. It’s coming.”

Morning sex is for lovers.

You snuggled in between my legs. Peanut m&ms on the couch. Your son in the other room. I’m so happy right now.

I thought I lost my sex drive. Turns out I just didn’t wanna fuck my boyfriend.

I laid in bed with you last night. You slept next to me. I woke up a few times sweating but all I wanted was to be next to you. Snuggled up to you. But as many times as I woke up, I woke up early in the morning feeling more rested than I have in months.