HARDWOOD FLOOR

Wallets I would have had if my bookshelf could have kept from toppling. Empty bottles full if they weren’t so full to begin with.

Laying on the hardwood floor hurts a little bit, neither of us will admit. We even roll around before confessing we’d rather be in bed.

Shoes and rolled jeans; I like her dressed up as much as not. Honestly don’t think it’ll last much longer, but at least it lasted this long.

Even just that it lasts right now is more than I can really ask for. God, I’m thankful. I forget too often.