I didn’t continue my last post like I had planned. I went about my day and now I lay in bed, ready to give myself over to the land of the sleeping. Tonight I am in a mood that makes me yearn for someone next to me. I’d curl up under his arm with my head on his chest and he’d pull me close and keep me safe. He’d turn his head to mine and tell me he loved me a million times. It’s moods like this that make my big bed seem too big for one person, the night’s too quiet and still. The darkness turns the cuddly romance into solemn lonesomeness.
Normally I would have a couple shots of whiskey to wash down the sadness. I haven’t found a substitute to make myself feel better. I’m just going to bed lonely and sad tonight.
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