You.

You are my laughter.

Tickles and fart jokes.

Finger in my nose.

Fingers on my feet.

Making me squirm and shriek.

Laughter twinkles through the bedroom doors.

You hold me down and put your ass on my arm and rip one.

Gross boy.

24 year old child.

You make me giggle like a 5 year old.

Wrestling matches under the covers.

We accidentally punch each other. Or pinch each other. Or push each other off the bed.

Someone’s glasses go flying off their face.

 

You make me live again.

You are life. You refuse to let me dry up and become a prune.

But your god damn ass stinks!!