I have been staring at the same old, plain, white ceiling for the past 4 hours...
I have no idea.
this happens mostly every night,
the deprive of sleep I mean.
It's 4 am, and my body is wide awake,
while my mind has fell into a resting state.
but that’s the thing about the hours between 12 pm and 6 am,
they have a funny habit of making you feel like you're either on top of the world,
or under it.
I silently reached over, grabbing my phone off the dresser.
I really didn't have anything better to do.
I slowly opened the instagram app, causing pages of pictures to pop up.
each one being one of someone with their best friend or your classic selfie with a cheesy quote.
I stopped scrolling when I had noticed two people standing together,
and a girl.
they looked happy together.
they we're in love,
i could tell.
I exited the app, and sat the phone back in it's original place.
I was jealous.
and i knew it.
they're so prosperous.
because when you're in love,
you're the lucky one.
cause most of us are
bitter over someone.
I sighed in weariness, tugging my blankets tighter to my body.
it was almost perplexing,
how I would beg for quietness inside me,
inside my head,
inside my mind.
but yet when it's finally gone,
I miss it.
not the words it said, or the thoughts it caused,
but the loneliness it kept away.
I knew I would have to get up in 2 hours,
but there's no way I'm going to be able to fall asleep.
guess this'll just be another sleepless night for me,