I've become a night owl.
I used to like going to bed early, but now I have this longing to stay up.
Even when I know I have to be up early and do things the next day, I can't fathom just shutting my eyes.
These past few nights I've been forcing myself to. Now I just sleep because I get bored.
I guess the real problem is, I hate going to sleep knowing you're not a text away. I miss your goodnights. And waking up is the excruciating part.
I'm thankful to wake up, to breathe, and have another day to live. But it's like there's this emptiness inside that won't go away.
I miss you. I miss everything about you.
I know I shouldn't...but I do.
