The air was crisp
my favorite kind
and with every breath I took
there was a new invigorating shiver
brought into my body.
It's been another sleepless night
but my soul is used to it
and the bags under my eyes
don't phase me anymore.
The creamy taste
and my hoodie tinted with the
scent of cigarette smoke
is the one thing
making my insomnia rather enjoyable
unlike the one thing keeping me up..
the thought of you.