Will you lay next to me in bed when the weather is cold, and stay five extra minutes even though the alarm goes off because I want you to hold me just a little bit longer? And will you sit on the couch and laugh as you watch me burn the meals i’ll attempt to cook for you while I dance around in my underwear?
I hope that you will bring me saltines and my favorite type of gatorade when I catch food poisoning like I so often do. I hope you’ll shake your head, laugh, and tell me how sensitive my stomach is. I hope you will remind me to take my medication, and gently tease me on the days I forget and spend the afternoon clutching my stomach.
Will you want to see the world with me? And collect pennies and quarters and place them in a jar…
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