They fall back asleep and I sigh, slipping out of the room and into mine. Changing into a button up shirt and a dark pair of jeans, I wait on the couch until it's time. Candles, check. Silent babies, check... for now. Italian food... sh*t. I get out my phone and call in dinner, making sure it'll get here in time. Check. Clean clothes.... sort of.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I pay for the food and set it up before time comes. I light the candles, dim the lights, and set the music on before deciding to sit at the table in wait.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile and take her hand, leading her to the table, "The twins are still here, but I know how to calm them down and as long as we keep from yelling or anything they'll stay asleep."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Sh*t, the wine. I spin around to the fridge and bring out the bottle, pouring two glasses and handing one to her. I sit down, the plates already set, and nod back.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
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