Tuesday, December 30
It's so cute the way you're lying in your bed right now. As dead as a log. Occasionally letting out a snore in-between your heavy breaths. There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now than here with you and you with me.
They say the best things come when you least expect them to. You. You were definitely unexpected. You. You, the best thing. :)
Ok. Time to wake you up.