22:42
When falling asleep doesn't feel like going to bed,
you're left with irritated eyes.
Waiting responses, answering the day,
of lost solo loneliness.
A pillow fluffs differently,
cell phone lights the dark,
scrolling the nucleus,
slow dim lights replace brightness.
Darlings grown up vibe,
over breaking a promise,
of spending less time in the ballroom,
a love so tremendous,
it'll only get older.
So, while I'm still young,
paused for pages of texts,
6/10/12
23:04
*last line is title.
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