I'm tired.
Not the kind of tired where you want to fall asleep,
not the kind where you can barely keep your eyes open at the table,
or the kind where you have to read the same sentence 3 times because you dozed off halfway through the first 2 times.
I'm the kind of tired where I don't bother with the little things.
I don't bother to do my hair in the mornings anymore,
or to put on that necklace,
or those earrings.
I'm the kind of tired where I can't bring myself to pretend anymore,
the kind where I don't bother to fake a smile,
or start a conversation,
or to even check my phone in the morning.
I'm just too tired.
I'm too tired to be sad,
I'm too tired to be surprised,
or upset,
or worried.
I'm too tired.
So I'm sorry for the lack of good mornings,
for the lack of smiley faces when we text,
for the lack of life in our conversations,
but I guess I got too tired.
