I live for the days I finish work in time to drive towards the sunset
I live for the mornings he doesn't have to get up for work
I love the way his hand rests on my waist when I least expect it
I long for the weekends in another place
I miss the drunken nights when the only one person we can see is each
other
I love the way I feel so comfortable in his surroundings
I need the times it feels so right to say nothing at all....

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