I can’t fall asleep right away anymore. It takes me forever to fall asleep. I count the 24 hour buses that go by, and toss pillows (poor Trevor) out of my bed, start to take off layers of night clothing, and eventually end up naked.
Sleep is evading me.
Mainly because the one thing I think about constantly comes into my head at night and sits there, like a big fat elephant, I want nothing to do with.
He sits there with his fat cheeks and wide smile, dancing around my room…..
He hasn’t called me in a week. And while it doesn’t matter, it’s like there’s this sad part of me that I can’t get rid off. This part that is so in love with his fat cheeks and muddy brown eyes, that it just can’t get over the fact that we are not going to see him again.