-nightshift

Some nights I just can't sleep. I stay awake thinking about us. Well, it used to be about us. Now, it's simply about you. I try not to dive into anything in depth...that's probably why I stay awake, lingering on the idea that maybe something will happen that will fix everything. Waiting for a sign that maybe there's hope. But I can't see it. Not yet. The only thing that keeps me going is the whisper of a "You make me sick" you said between tears, with a look of pain in your eyes. It was the kind of hurt that only love can cause. Deep and merciless.