This is why I don’t like getting into bed early.
Usually I get into bed when I’m tired and ready to sleep, but I have to wake up early tomorrow and would like to get a decent amount of sleep this time. So here I am in bed, wide awake and alone with my thoughts. Its been a while, but I don’t miss it one bit.
I feel like I have so much to say and get off my chest, but I don’t know how or what exactly. I wish I could just type straight from my head, because somewhere between my brain and the keyboard what I want to say loses all sense.
You’re the only one who stuck around with me…
When you’re not here.
No words for love.
Winter is definitely here. I’ve got the flu, I can’t get to sleep and it’s freezing. The fact my heater isn’t working properly doesn’t help either. I hope it rains so I can listen while I fall asleep… whoa, as soon as I type that I hear a bit of rain. It stopped. Come back.
Yes I just talked to the rain. Obviously I need someone to talk to.
Dear future girlfriend #23
I’ve never been an early sleeper, I don’t go to bed unless I’m sleepy… which is usually very late. So I have plenty of boring nights - nights I wish I had you to call on, waking you up at some ridiculous hour just to hear your voice. These letters have been a good distraction, just knowing that you will be reading these someday… it’s almost like you’re already here. Like you exist… even though you’re nothing but a figment of my imagination. For now anyway.
I’m hopeful that my imagination will meet reality one day.
You will meet me.