a better slumber was in your arms,
spent tangled up in you, a sudden mourning
crashed in the room, with an uninvited sudden change in you
what can i say? wheres that girl from last night
whos slept on that side and looks just like you do?
you can sleep in your own bed tonight, sleep away a silent pain
screaming out my name, you can sleep in your own bed tonight
i hope for your sake you dont wake up as broken as i am
for a lack of better words to say
all i said was goodnight
once again, in self defense i wont sleep a wink
to prevent dreaming of you
My mind has recently developed this internal alarm clock that wakes me up every morning at six something, and it’s driving me insane. I don’t go to sleep every night untill 2ish so that leaves me with about four hours of solid sleep each night. That can’t be healthy, but the fact that I’ve watched almost every sunrise/sunset for the past week or so makes me feel like it’s okay. There is no sunrise today. I’m not sure if there will even be a sun today. It’s a gloomy Wednesday morning, and 12 hours is too much time to waste. I want to sleep so I can escape, but my mind won’t let me. But what’s the point, since I even dream about you? I never remember them clearly but they’re always really fucking odd and crazy but it’s comforting knowing you were with me all night. I don’t know if I should be hopeful, but I still am.. It really can’t get much worse than this, can it? (..I hope it doesn’t start thundering again just because I said that.) I miss you..
I really
just
miss you..
I’m at a point where I think about tomorrow being just another day, where everything goes wrong and more things get messed up.
Mood: Stuck
Music: Pixies - Hey
Glad to have you back.
You’ve been greatly missed.
she’s simple yet confusing,
her sparkling eyes make me weak at my words
