gasp

when people fail to warm my heart the temperature i wanted them to,
i get short-tempered.
i will not wake up to find myself re-freshed,
i will not sleep with ease, even when tiredness is on my shoulder.
i fear for sunset which relays that night has arrived,
i dislike the fact that i couldn't get to sleep like everyone else.

the night exposes my loneliness,
i am naked infront of the fact that i need company next to me.
someone that will send me sms easing me to sleep,
a chat of the day b4 i enter dreamland.
but now, i'm only staring into my mobile blankly.

something i hate to do,but am doing it everyday.







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