Weary

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I laid in bed that night and stared at the ceiling. My heart was slow beating, my breathes were normal, everything was calm. My mind was making a ruckus of all kind of things though. It would complain about the simplest things like the constant ticking of the clock on the wall, the annoying feeling of tingles in my heel, the aggravating feeling of little cold spots on my body when the comforter isn't covering that spot.

My mind would switch from things like memories, to the what if side of things. I'd think of things I could have done to avoid all these things that happened to me. I would hear Jungkook turn over and lay his arm on my stomach. He'd whisper for me to go to sleep. I agree and turn over just to be kept up again by memories of Jungkook and I.

I'd sigh slightly so I don't wake up Jungkook. I'd think of Taehyung and his big puppy smile. I'd think of how fun it's going to be when I go to school tomorrow. How sweet his brown eyes are gonna be on my eyes. How lovely it's going to feel when he hands me my tea and our hands touch slightly. How happy I'm gonna be when he makes me laugh.

I don't like him as a partner but as a friend. I feel lucky to have him in my life. I sleep tonight with colors blinding me from my black, dull eyelids. I sleep tonight happy, and weary of tomorrow.

I don't know what I'm feeling other than lucky to know him. I really don't know what going on...

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