Come live with me, and be my love
And we’ll live in a crummy house
And bitch about each other’s faults
And wonder what the hell we’ve done
Then we can leave that all behind
And curse each other, as we go
We’ll look back on this with disgust
And trade the kids on weekends
Owen, I just choked on my coffee. You delight me so.
Serene and sweet 🙂