sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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that's all

I wake up alone and
the sun is orange and the whole world
a lonely shade of yellow.

(our schedules don't match at all anymore and I could sense your dissatisfaction with that over the phone. I'm glad there's one less stress there but I'm sorry that it means less time together. I really am. and when I said I was just going to eat and go to bed, I fully intended to do just that except I couldn't sleep and I was lonely and a friend called and asked me to come hang out at the usual.

three am after three too many glasses of wine and four too many shots, I staggered home and into bed. I had set my alarm in order to catch you with a phone call in the morning before work, but when the radio kicked in, it was only two and a half hours later, and I was still drunk...and very incoherent. I turned the alarm off and went to sleep. I swear I was going to tell you I love you and I swear I had the intentions and although you'll never read this, this is sort of my letter of apology.

I'm sorry. I miss you, too. try not to be angry at me over circumstances that aren't fully in my control and try not to be angry at me for one of the reasons you love me - my spontanaity. that's all.)