DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote,

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You left so early, and I got up and wandered around the house and read things and tried to make the television work, and failed, and wandered, and looked at music, and wandered.
And then I gave up and crept back into the bed I never thought I'd see and slept holding the memory of you, stretched out towards the space where you no longer were.
I feel guilty for it. Like I should have asked if it was alright to do that. So I thought you should know.
But I doubt you care enough to recognise yourself.
That sounds harsher than I meant it. I don't mean 'care', really; just that I doubt you're interested enough to notice that I'm talking about you.
But that's ok. It's still more than I expected.

I think I might have to sleep again. Sheesh. What's wrong with me?
Oh, yeah. I've had no sleep for a whole week. ~s~ Go figure.


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