on 2011-12-11 @ 11:45 p.m.
I don't know anybody else who enjoys watching Home Alone or who loiters in bed as much as you.
I can spend hours and hours wrestling with you or collapsing everywhere in laughter.
Looking to my pillow, I can still see the dent where your head was, and I'm sure your clean smell has clung to my sheets.
Maybe it's the holidays or the lights, but I miss you so much. It's so hard to let you go.