Snuggled up under the blanket,
Running my small fingers through your hair,
Looking into your eyes,
Trying to figure out how you got that scar.is

Sitting under the tree,
With you on my lap,
Talking about the time when my caterpillar became a butterfly,
And doing hmmph face when u start talking about buttercup.

Lying on my bed,
looking at your feed,
Thinking how life would have been different,
Hadn't I gotten drunk?