you are not necessarily you, i am not necessarily i, the past is not really the past, the present is certainly not the present and the future is definitely questionable

Friday, January 30, 2009

sleepless

i wake up again screaming and gagging. i can’t breath. i open my window to let the air in. i lit the cigarette to get the lungs moving. wait, scratch that, i don’t smoke. there is no way i can get back to sleep then. i got these remaining hours of the night to think my thoughts, to roll in my bed looking for your face in my mind.

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