4:54am

My eyes pop open again… My stomach in knots. I want to cry. It’s you racing through my mind again. Why? Maybe if I can express this emotion it will stop manifesting in my dreams. Every single day. 4:54am. I try to go back to sleep and all I can dream about is you. I wish I had never told you how I felt. I try to go to friends for consolation but it doesn’t help. It’s funny how when you’re going through something there seems to be no end in sight. God give me peace in my heart at 4:54am.