maybe I have to read every night before I go to bed. maybe it’s Anne I’m probably reading.
maybe I smooch my pooch smack dab on her furry lips.
maybe I wake Mike up when he falls asleep on the couch because I miss him when he’s not awake.
maybe I sobbed uncontrollably for the entirety of Les Miz due to the fact that I hadn’t taken my medication for a week and I was a little more emotional than usual.
maybe I prefer white bread over wheat, but eat wheat anyways.
maybe I know every “Friends” episode by heart.