If we could just crawl over and fall asleep, in the afternoon he’d wrap my arms around me while I’m making lunch and apologize. I’d apologize too and we’d laugh and he’d douse me in those kisses that I love so much. Doesn’t he see that desirable end point to this conflict? No. And I hate him. I just want to lie down, and sleep, and forget any of our conflict ever happened. From take-out dinner to the next day’s sunrise, everything should just be white noise.
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