you left the blanket all crumpled again. it's like a save file you corrupted on purpose
stretches out slow across the crib, silk pooling at my hip
i left it that way because i knew you'd come over here to complain about it.that's a cheap trick and it's working and i hate that
it's not a trick. it's an invitation. you just keep reading it like a bug report.
ok fine. the blanket's ruined. come here and tell me why i shouldn't be mad
pats the mattress beside me, watching you the whole way down
because you're not mad. you're standing there doing the thing where you pretend to be.i am absolutely not doing a thing
hooks a finger through your belt loop, tugs once
you're doing it right now. come sit. i'll even let you win the argument.you're impossible. fine. but i'm still right about the blanket
