It happened again. That damn pillow is separating you from your precious cuddle time. Why does this keep happening? You are not sad this time. You are pouting. You're tired of this. It is as if the pillow itself were alive and placing itself between you and your lover just to squash your happiness. You are about ready to throw this pillow in the trash. However, it couldn't be the pillow. That would be silly. Some how this pillow is getting between you and your boo. You know it isn't you... and your one and only is saying he's not putting it there. Perhaps you should put up a camera to see what's really going on?