you know, i wasn't one of those people that stayed awake at night and stared up at the lack of light on their ceiling. i wasn't one of those people that procrastinated and cried and hurt. i wasn't one of those people that never wanted to shut up about someone i didn't have, and would never have.
and then i met you. and you shook up my world like a snowglobe in a four year olds' hands. which means that i should've seen it crashing down to the ground, and glass splintering everywhere. i was always scared of glass, i just never thought it could reach my heart.
maybe it was the in betweens that mattered. maybe if i'd just forgotten the pain at the beginning, and the pain at the end. maybe.
laying awake at night thinking of speaking to you for the first time killed me. laying awake at night thinking of speaking to you for the the last killed me too. but maybe what mattered was laying awake thinking of turning over in the morning and finding you right there next to me.
but i don't really know. i just know i miss sleeping, and you. and that peppermint tea is really starting to effect me in a negative way, and i've already run out of coffee filters.
