I just want to be at home, cuddled up next to him, laughing at stupid twitter posts until 4am, even though he has to get up at 7.
I just want to sit on his lap while he gives me the backstory of every soccer player in the game, and then some.
I just want to give him a back massage until he falls asleep right under me.
I just wanna attack him like a little puppy whenever he walks in the door from work.
I just wanna go home.