I remember a time
Last year
When I'd wake up
Wanting nothing more
Than just to go back to bed
But then I met a girl
And I became happy
And I loved her
And I didn't even
Have to wait for my alarm
Every morning
Eventually,
My happiness spread
And I started getting
Out of bed
For other friends;
Other things
And that girl
Became jealous
And worried,
Evidently rightly,
That I'd stop needing her
And I'd want to move on
And somehow,
Ironically in large part
Because of her fears,
Because of her worries
Both of those things
Became true
And now
I almost dread
Getting up again
And I always
Just want to be asleep
Because I don't want her
To keep being sad
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 10:51 PM UTC
I remember a time
Last year
When I'd wake up
Wanting nothing more
Than just to go back to bed
But then I met a girl
And I became happy
And I loved her
And I didn't even
Have to wait for my alarm
Every morning
Eventually,
My happiness spread
And I started getting
Out of bed
For other friends;
Other things
And that girl
Became jealous
And worried,
Evidently rightly,
That I'd stop needing her
And I'd want to move on
And somehow,
Ironically in large part
Because of her fears,
Because of her worries
Both of those things
Became true
And now
I almost dread
Getting up again
And I always
Just want to be asleep
Because I don't want her
To keep being sad
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