Brushing over with your habits, yes dear, I still like sleeping on my side and I think you like it on your stomach, some things never changed
I hope my eyes said that out loud because my mouth can't say those things out loud anymore, I can't think those things, out loud, anymore, any more.
I saw through you on the train the other day
The other side said "these few years will be for the better" and I said, "okay"
