I can’t sleep. It’s 2:04 AM and I’m still wide awake. I’m trying to shut my eyes, slow the pace of my breathing, and force all the thoughts that are erratically bouncing off the walls of my mind to settle down and come to a rest.
It’s just one of those nights where I’m up missing you again.
It’s just one of those nights where the feeling of loneliness eats away at my chest like a deep-rooted cavity, the empty bed space next to me is colder than usual, and I’m staring at the ceiling with heavy-lidded eyes moist with tears; aching over how I would want nothing but to be enveloped in the circle of your arms and have you gently whisper against the shell of my ear sweet words that’d tenderly lull me to sleep as a lullaby would.
But I’m stuck with the absence of your warmth, the restless tosses and turns, the constant checks at my phone in hopes for even a single-worded reply when I know for sure you’re already long fast asleep, dreaming peacefully.
Please Wake Up Soon Because I Really Need You Right Now (k.m.)