Tuesday, 1 December 2015

Late night

I roll over and stare at the ceiling and stare at this beautiful girl next to me and wonder to myself.

Why the fuck did you just do that?

This girl is a queen and deserves everything in the world and more but I couldn't get your face out of my head. I kissed her neck and heard your voice, I locked into her fingers and heard you laughing at me, laughing at the fact no matter how far you are, you're right here, inside my head.

She plants a kiss on me and leaves, not knowing that I was never really there. I pick up my phone and I go through the names till I land on yours. I hear your voice and I melt. Everything makes sense, I see the world in colour and can't understand why you're not here.

"George, why are you calling me? It's 3 in the morning."

"I need to talk to you"

"George, we've done this 100 times."

"Yeah, but I needed to hear your voice,"

"You know you can't keep doing this right?"

"I know, I know but couldn't we just start again?"

"George, you know how I feel"

"but we could change, I can change"

"It's too late, I can't, George, I can't"

"George? George? You there?"

I try but I can't say anything. I was naive and hoping my voice would make her change her mind. She still hasn't and will she ever?

"George, I still love you,"

My heart skips a beat,

"but I can't be with you

and gravity hits, as everything sinks into my bed, swallowed by the sheets.

I stare at the ceiling and think to myself.

Why the fuck did I do that?

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