I took a few naps last night-
Sleeping twenty minutes at a time.
Mondays are always challenging, but
This one has been impossible.
Focus is unattainable.
The second worst day of my life,
Sunday, last night, was the first.
I lay awake all night
Worried about you and crying-
No sleep, despite my trying.
You didn’t care.
We talked awhile at noon
And you successfully ruined
Any hopes I had for the day.
Then to work I had to return
As my insides continued to churn.
It took until that evening
For us to talk without screaming.
It was all so ridiculous!
We realized that we had fought
Over something that was not.
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