Sitting on the plane today there’s a guy in 8D instead of you.
He seems grumpy, probably because of the 6:00am flight.
You would be grumpy too but you would still rest your head on my shoulder and try to sleep.
That wouldn’t work and you would flip over and then again.
But while your head is on my shoulder, well, thats all I ever need.
I know today when i get to the rental car line I’ll be alone.
I know that I’ll spend tonight in my hotel room, avoiding the bar.
It’s these trips without you that make me want to come home.
I love you.