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Right Side of the Bed.

Little girl, big bed. That’s always been me. I’m a left side of the bed kinda person. No matter how drunk or restless I am, I never stray to the right. And when I wake up in the morning I only have to make the left side of the bed. The right side looks virtually unslept on, because well. It is.

I could’ve saved money by buying a smaller bed. It really is just wasted space. But I like my space. I like the option of stretching out without having limbs hanging over the edges of my bed. I like the possibility of being able to flat out out starfish, even though I usually sleep on my side. I like my space. 

I like my freedom. I like being alone. I like not having to answer to anyone. I like doing what I want when I want.

But I also like making memories. I like sharing my happiness. I like morning sex, and good night kisses. I like someone asking me how my day went, or what my plans are for the weekend. I like someone not letting go of me when I hug them good-bye, causing me to miss my first train to work.

I even like waking up, and having the person that I care about in the right side of my bed.

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