A Love Letter to my Bae #Pillow
Dear Pillow, Hello lover. Since I was a child I can remember laying my head on you and smiling. Smiling because you take me to my happy place. It’s just so comfortable with you. But lately, I don’t know… I feel distance. We’ve obviously grown apart and, I feel guilty saying this, I just don’t have time for you right now. But I need you to know… it’s not you, it’s me. I’d blame it on my 3-week-old, but maybe that’s just an excuse. Kids come and they go. Yet you… you’ve always been there. You must know I think about you all the time. I am weary without you. You are so low maintenance. You don’t need to be fed every 3 hours. You don’t turn into an angry alien from the dwarf planet Pluto when you get incisors. You don’t burden me with your bodily fluids. You just lay there all Tempur-Pedic like. Your love language is gifts. Which works out well for us because my love language is receiving. You kiss my cheeks and tousle my hair and don’t care about morning breath. You don’t throw ...

so sweet...
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