It is during this kind of time when my alarm wake me up from my peaceful sleep. Time for me to fill up my empty brain with things that might and will help me for my quiz tomorrow. Probably I shall finish up my unfinish homework that was left at the side of the study table just now. Such a lonely and peaceful night it is without the sound of the kids ; but just sound of the fan and the music that come from my phone.
Distract by my own thought I am. Can't think straight and keep on waiting; waiting for you text.I don't know why it was always me who text first, never was you. Is it because of what happen in the past ? Why do I have take all that ? Are you still thinking of him? Hate me aren't you ? Am I just the back-up planner ? Like an endless sad song, the questions claw into my ears; clawing their way into my miserably yet empty heart.
I hate you; am mad at you but how funny it is, the feeling just stay for a second; like the passing wind.
'Are you up'
'Yoooo'
How glad and happy I am when you reply. There is butterfly in my stomach that won't stop flutter think it is forever . We talk all night; no all morning. Let be honest, I don't study and is fully ready to be punish by the teacher for failing the quiz tomorrow.
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Something cross my mind and bother me.
'Why are you still awake ?'
YOU ARE READING
Sleep; sleepless
Short StorySometime we couldn't sleep. Sometime we decided to not sleep. Sometime the darkness swallowed us up. Sometime we want the special one to be by our side for us to sleep in peace. Sometime we were awaken by the nightmare that won't leave us alone Some...
