I don't remember coming to, just staring up at darkness from my bed. Eventually, I roll to my side and the blue light of my clock tells me—
1:43
I don't try to fall asleep again. I turn onto my back and continue to watch the darkness, remembering the light.
YOU ARE READING
Before I Was Someone
RandomI loved her before the end, and even after. I loved her before the beginning, and far after that.
