Monday mornings aren’t always unbearable,
sometimes I sleep right through them
falling back to sleep
over and over again
trying to get you to return my call
in my dream.
I don’t feel bad about sleeping until
11:47
because I didn’t go out drinking
last night
and Simone is laying on my stomach.
I don’t want to disturb
my little grey angel.
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boy do i feel this one. well, i don't have a little grey angel to sleep on my chest, but i do have an old stuffed animal named jack. i really like your title.
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