Familiar doesn't equal forever, does it?
The smell of the house, the clothes...you.
You know me. Really know me, but sometimes I feel mad at you and frustrated at it all. What happened to us? We were the couple that everyone wanted to be. We faded away to this, whatever 'this' is.
You know when I will feel sad and you know what makes me happy. You know I like tea in bed whilst reading a magazine and lazy evenings sitting in the garden or pottering around.
It was you and me, and now it isn't, I want it and I don't want it.
It is a battle I don't think I am ever going to win.