I don't sleep well next to someone I don't care for.
I just lie there, opening my eyes every once and a while to see how much time has passed. How much time is left before they leave. It never winds down as fast as I want it to. How desperately I just want him to leave. Oh, but when he leaves, something remarkable happens.
I am me again, I can breathe again.
I don't feel things the way I use to, all my "feelings" these days result in a half ass attempt to seem sincere. Songs don't make me sad, surprises don't make me happy. I'm starting to wonder if anyone is catching on. I'm thinking about a lot of things all at the same time, but they're stuck somewhere that I can't find the opening to.
