Pillow fight me
I want to get in a nearly-fatal accident, go into a short coma, and wake up in my hospital bed to the furrowed brows of the pretty girl who couldn't bring herself to leave my side. She'd be so happy to see me okay that we'd pillow fight.
Next time I'm in a coma, if you don't leave my side and you're there when I wake up, don't be alarmed if I smack you in the mouth with a pillow and follow it up by kissing it better and then some.
And you don't need to bring flowers. Just wear pretty clothes every day in hopes of my waking up and melting at your prettiness. And also draw a moustache on my comatose face so when I wake up and look in the mirror I can think that I grew some facial hair.
I want to meet someone who will make me weak in the knees, regardless of whether or not I'm standing.
Next time I'm in a coma, if you don't leave my side and you're there when I wake up, don't be alarmed if I smack you in the mouth with a pillow and follow it up by kissing it better and then some.
And you don't need to bring flowers. Just wear pretty clothes every day in hopes of my waking up and melting at your prettiness. And also draw a moustache on my comatose face so when I wake up and look in the mirror I can think that I grew some facial hair.
I want to meet someone who will make me weak in the knees, regardless of whether or not I'm standing.