4:00 AM

The chances of sleep were slim to begin with, so last night I focused on breathing, letting my tears soak my pillow freely.

Last night was a long and lonely trek moving with the moon.

I pulled my hair and sighed until my body was numb; too exhausted to twitch.

My mind was scrambled more than ever, and as I turned over in the grave which I call my bed, I longed for nothing but you beside me so I could listen to your even breathing.

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