Top Pot coffee in the morning.
Games of chess, winning and then losing.
Getaways to hot tubs.
Debates that ended in impasse.
Never being able to wake him up before noon.
Making him listen to whatever music I was into.
His peculiar dance moves.
His effing brilliant smile.
His total attention.
Cuddling up to him. Big spoon or little.
Drinking Old Fashioneds and eating red velvet cake.
Laying on top of him so my heart was as close to his as it could be.
I’m having difficulty getting an internship and it’s kinda lowering my self esteem.