No matter who comes and goes
There'll still be room left
He'll make the room
When the space gets too
Tight
Because it's been vacant for a while
Soon it'll be like he never left as he gets comfortable
Refamiliarizing himself with my room
Moving furniture around
Feng shui as our hips sway

It's been few months but there's always room left
There's always room no matter how long he's been gone
So I always save room because he always treats these thighs like his home.