Girl Scout Cookies

Maybe being trapped

on this bed would

bother me if you

weren’t here.

But with your leg

covering my cold

ass, I’ve never

been more relaxed.

And with my lungs

echoing from the

days laughter,

I let the bed keep

me hostage.

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