It's Just Our Time

Sleepy Yet Awake

I guess,

I could be dreaming all these things I say to you,

The things you reply back.

You know,

Things are just weird,

But hey have their strangely fun attributes.

It's scary thinking you'd read about my ex, Clyde,

Considering how bad it ended.

Well,

Musci blasting into my earbuds,

A laptop on a charger,

A bunk bed,

And a coffee,

And finally,

A nightquil pill.

Something to get me to sleep.

Isn't it strange how one minute we can be tired as can possibly be,

But then,

A moment later we're ready to go?

I don't understand it,

I never will.

Everything's moving quickly,

Is there a way to slow it all down?

No?

Okay then,

I guess,

I'll just have to take my own life slowly,

Enjoying every last minute.

Because you've made it worthwhile.