The woman with my twin babies in her belly ran. Again. I want to chase her and tie her to the bed. Again. I’ll make sure she enjoys it. Truth is, I feel more and more like a caveman every day I go without seeing her face. This sh#t’s instinctual. She’s carrying my babies. So I want her in my cave. I want to go hunt sh#t, kill it, and wrap her in my furs. I’m trying to be a better man, though. To like… listen and s#it. Do things the right way. Not sure it’s in my nature. But I’ll do whatever it takes to bring my woman home.