I'm tired of the television glow so i turn my back to it instead... laying on my stomach. Everything is quiet except my mind. Damn you.

I haven't stopped wanting sex yet. I figured the feeling would pass by now but i think i'll reach a certain point where it won't go away.

Along with the insomnia tonight comes the urge to be on the phone again, like i used to. He'd call me up, his voice raspy and inviting and he'd tell me to tell him i loved him.

I don't know why i miss that right now.
I don't know if that'll ever happen again.

I guess i should sleep now.

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