I’m fine
I love you
I miss you
I stir in my bed wide awake feeling my heartbeats whisper over and over...one, two, and three.
I’m fine
I love you
I miss you
And the heartbeat countdown starts again, the funny thing, is that time after he left, time, isn't the same anymore, I look around in the darkness of the room, white walls, I hate white, white doesn't remind me of him, black is more like it, darkness is more like it. And I stay awake, counting the seconds, until I can’t take it anymore, and reach underneath my pillow to take out the cell phone.
I dial the numbers I know by heart and hear the dial beep, one, two, three four, five, six “hello? Daniel speaking” he answers and I let out a sigh of relief, my heartbeats go silent, just hearing his voice is soothing, now I feel better.
“Hi it’s me, Marceline” I whisper in the darkness “sorry to wake you up”
“No it’s fine, I actually couldn't sleep, being away from you is hell” he chuckles in his deep husky voice and I can hear him make that funny little smirk he does when he doesn't understand something “it’s one in the morning, everything okay Mar?”
“Don’t worry I just can’t sleep” I reply, then I smile “I keep thinking about you”
“Well then, maybe we can stay up together” he chuckles “I can’t sleep either, must be the excitement of this new place I’m at” I scowl
“I miss you, you know, I hate you are so far from me”
“I know, it sucks, but one day we'll see each other, and everything will be fine” He says with that strong powerful voice that makes me feel so secure, as if he could really promise me we where going to be fine.
“Dan?”
“Yes Mar?”
“Will you stay up with me?”
“Sure, if you really can’t sleep, I’ll stay as long as you want”
“Thank you”
“you know when you speak like that, all low and sexy, it makes me feel as if you are right here next to me” Daniel says huskily from the phone “your warm, small had, fitting right in mine” I wish I could tell him I feel the same way, I wish I could tell him how much I want him by my side, but Dan is so far, it would be stupid to tell him that, so I don’t, instead I allow myself to see the darkness, the white bed I'm on, and if I squint my eyes, I can pretend he’s next to me too.
“You are such a charmer” I chuckle in whispers “Dan?”
“Yes Mar?”
“Remember when we met?”
“Oh I remember, I was a jerk” I can hear him smirk from the other end “and you where as soaked as a drowned rat”
“You still are a jerk” I smile remembering.
“But you are most definitely not, the same drowned rat”
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We Can Have Insomnia Together
Roman d'amoursometimes love can keep you up all night, sometimes it's so strong, so beautiful, that nothing can change the way you feel. love can make you feel so much joy, so much sorrow, and in Marceline's case, it can also give you insomnia.