Sleep

It’s almost been a month. I thought that by now I would start to forget and would begin my new life alone. But after all this time I still can’t forget the memories, all the smiles, and crazy things we did.

I used to think sleep was a burden, something I forced myself to do because I knew my body needed it. Now I long for a good nights sleep. A night where I fall asleep exhausted and excited for the next day. A night where I don’t lie gazing at the darkness above for hours thinking of what might have been. How I long for the night that I don’t awake from a dream of my perfect past and those who accompanied it.

I have yet to lose my love for life and its experiences, but I now envy those who eagerly slip into the comfort of their bed, gently lay a grin on their face, and effortlessly sleep peacefully throughout the night.