It's a daily battle of love and hate. I swear every night I'll never leave you, and the next morning I am forced away from you. It's "their" way of keeping us apart. I dream of your warm embrace and wish I could be near you as I sit through my morning classes. By the end of the day I am thinking of you even more. Nothing is more satisfying than seeing you after a long, tiring day. And when I finally get to be reunited with you at night, there is nothing sweeter. I love you, tempur-pedic bed!
(Was that what you were expecting?)
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