it's too early
i think, as my eyes barely open
only to meet the rays of light
that creak through the blinds

i'm not sure how i got to where i was.
all i remember
is thinking about you for hours
and hours
only to fall asleep
with you as the last thing on my mind

thinking what could've been
or what i should've done
insomnia has nothing on a broken heart
begging for sleep that would turn back time

replaying you over and over again
until the sun barely eclipses the horizon
i fall asleep and wake up to the sun
barely eclipsing the horizon

6:32pm
it's so early and i ******* hate it