I honestly have no idea what I was trying to go for, but here’s this:
2 am thoughts
One sheep jumps over the fence…
Two sheep jump over the fence…
Three sheep jump over the fence…
I shifted to my left side while pulling the silky sheets over my face.
Four sheep jump over the fence…
Five sheep jump over the fence…
I slightly sit up to check the time on my phone.
1:57 am
I shift over to right side and attempt to fall into a deep sleep.
Breathe in.
And out.
In.
And out.
I start to feel little drops of sweat streaming down my face.
I decide to check the time again.
2:00 am
I pull my body out from under the covers and turn on my lamp that stands still next to my bedside. The bright light almost blinds me as I turn it on. I lift up the blinds to look out the window. I see the trees blowing with the wind, and the street lights flicker with madness. I move my finger away from window and look around my boring, empty room. I let out a small sigh. I decide to grab the book that I’ve been reading for the past few days.
“Maybe this will help.”
I silently mumble to myself.
I can hear the little wrinkles coming from the book as I turn the page. I cringe a little.
I remove the not-so-sticky note from the page, and pick up where I left off.
My mind gets lost in the romantic ideas that this book creates in my imagination. Having someone to hold you while you sleep, someone who shares the same dreams as you, someone who cares. I let out another gentle sigh as I look towards the window again, and wonder what it’s like to feel these emotions.
I check the time once more.
2:15 am
I placed the sticky note that held my spot in the book on the sentence “If I had to do it all over again, I would choose you.”
I close the book and stand up. I walk over to my desk that sits in the corner of my room. As I opened the drawer, I hear the delicate creaking noise that floor board makes. A silent shush exits out of my mouth almost as if I am talking to the ground. I place the book inside the desk and close it lightly. I sprint back to bed and place the covers over my body. I check the time again.
2:30 am
I turn off my lamp and phone, and look towards the window again. The streetlight’s flicker has calmed down, and the wind has vanished. I lay back down on my right side. Instead of counting sheep and deep breaths, I think about fantasies. Romantic fantasies. I can feel my heartbeat slowing down and becoming more silent. I shut my eyes for a spilt second and immediately fall into a deep, pleasant sleep.
I think I was going for the hopeless romantic vibe? I honestly don’t know lol