It’s hard to sleep when your mind is at war with your heart
-r.h. Sin

Heart : you should call him. He must be busy.

Mind : he will call me when he’ll be free.

And that’s how I ended up in a traumatic fight between my mind and my heart.
One’s rational and the other one is in love, where practicality has no meaning.

As I jumble through my thoughts, I realise it’s 4 am and I am still sleep deprived.
My eyes are getting teary but my thoughts have blurred my senses.
I am thinking, and thinking, and overthinking.
Charts, bar graphs, diagrams are taking picture in my head, as to what is what, who is who.
And this is not the first time.
This happens every night.
It started the day I realised,
that
I love him.