Every night you go to sleep- you get to cuddle with your boo. You love it. Its one of the best feelings in the world laying next to the person you love most. Sometimes the unthinkable happens. Was it on purpose? Was it an accident? Who knows, but it happens. That stupid decorative pillow that's pointless to have in the first place is sitting there between you and your happiness! Its ok... let it all out. Its a sad thing. Its as if your worlds have been divided asunder. That pillow is like a dimensional wall. You'll never be able to reach him ever again. Life as you know it is coming to an end. You crawl up into a cradled ball of sity-pity leaving a giant puddle of tears on your side of the bed. Rocking back and forth you worry about what you did wrong. Did you make him angry? Did forget to leave the toilet seat up? Suddenly he wakes up. He sees you sad, moves the pillow out of the way and hugs you. After kissing you on the cheek he says "what's wrong baby?" You look into his eyes and apologize for whatever you did. He rubs your shoulder and kisses you... assuring you that the pillow meant nothing. Your baby doesn't even know how the pillow got there. Perhaps it will forever be a mystery. But at least for tonight, all is right with the world again.