thursdays.
alison said, "it'll be alright. she wasn't worth your time." but what alison doesn't know is this girl's been the cause of so many recent sleepless nights. i've never really thought of myself as one with sleeping problems, but there's a lot you realize when you don't have someone to sleep next to anymore. it's hard to sleep when you roll over and expect someone to be there to hold you. and you realize just how lonely a january night actually is when you're not being kept awake with butterfly kisses, but instead it's the sound of your own heart beating and not having one to match it that's keeping you from sleep. and the days...the days are just as bad. it's like moving through a movie, where everyone else is alive, but you...you're a ghost. every day, it's the same blank stares and stale gestures. the words you hear seem so half-hearted because the last time you heard them, they ended up leaving you. everything hurts. everything.