44. It's 03:53
It's 03:53 and I can't sleep cause infection has run it's course and it soars through my body with great ease, weakening any surface it comes in contact with. Yet you are the only thought I have right now, it's you.. Always you! I bet you're tucked up warm at home and not a single thought of me passes through your sweet little mind. It's always this way, I get in too deep and it can only end in heartache on my part.