How are you, old friend? I miss our quality time together. I appreciate that you’re always there for me the moment my head hits the pillow but gosh I wish you’d stick around all night like you used to. We used to be so tight. Nothing could keep us apart.
So often now you leave me numerous times throughout the night, teasing me with a few minutes of your presence here and there. I guess it’s safe to say you’re not exactly chummy with acid reflux and side sleeping. Neither am I. But I really wish you’d stick around more often. If it’s my husband you’re worried about, don’t be. He’s not the jealous type. You seem to be treating the other members of this household just fine, so why single me out?
I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt here and assuming you’re being the good friend I know you to be, and preparing me for what’s to come in the next few months. I’ll be seeing less and less of you, and at some point we’ll probably even break up for a solid couple of days in a row.
So whaddya say we spend some quality time together while we still can, huh? You know where I’ll be. Hope to see you there.
Your former bestie, T