I'm uncomfortable with everything,
lying here on your floor
at four in the morning
     in my world of blah. 
I've been awake for hours,
listening to your sounds…
     the breaths in
                     and out. 
And I just want to cuddle up,
push my back against your chest
     and feel my head rest 
     in its rightful place. 
But there's no room for me. 
     …story of my life.