Sleep, Where Art Thou?
Sleep, where art thou?
Look like my insomnia is back tonight. I haven't had bad cases since college, but when I get really stressed I just can't sleep. It's not like I'm even actively thinking about things. Maybe it's just all in my subconscious but it's enough to keep me up. I tend to worry. A lot. I know it's not a good thing, but it's in my nature. Someone used to tell me that I worry too much, but he admired that aspect of me. I never understood why. Why would overthinking and excessive worrying ever be a good thing? Did he not know I have a crazy strict conscience, where things literally eat at me? (True story: I get stress ulcers when I stress.) So whenever something doesn't go the way I planned or I'm anxious about something, my head and body goes into worry mode. To anyone reading this: don't be like me! Don't stress over the little things. Everything happens for a reason. If things don't go the way you wanted, just give it time. Maybe it will go your way after all. Just don't give up. Don't lose faith. With that said, I'm working on following my own advice. Everything will be okay!
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Heights and Falling.
I never minded heights. I love roller coasters and high top views. Seeing everything from a new point of view. But falling... Afraid of falling from that high point. Afraid of falling in love. Afraid of getting off that high that I get from you. And so I refuse to fall in love.
Gut Feelings.
You should always trust your gut feelings. Know when something is up and is not right. Your gut is a good indicator that something is wrong for you. Your gut is like your mom and she knows best. That pit feeling is a sign that you shouldn't go through with it. So why not listen to it? Why do you keep making the same mistakes? Over and over? When will you ever learn?
Thousands of Times.
I think you’ve crossed my minds thousands of times today. I won’t say millions because I try my best not to think of you. It’s like my security blanket got ripped away. From spending all day talking with you, knowing everything about you, what you’re doing, what you’re feeling... to nothing.
I guess we’re strangers now.
All that’s left is just a feeling of loneliness.
Of extreme sadness.
Who do I turn to now?
Empty Words.
I think everyone is guilty of saying "empty words" at one point in their life. In my case, I apologize a lot for things that aren't even my fault. Like if someone tells me, "I got a ticket before headed over here." My automatic response would be, "Oh, I'm so sorry!". "I know that might be how most people would reply in that situation. However, if you think about it, aren't you apologizing for something unrelated to you? It's so easy to sympathize with someone and apologize for whatever misfortunes have fallen upon them. However, when it really counts, can any of us proudly and bravely apologize when we need to? I know I'm still learning how to...
Distance.
Sometimes you have to distance yourself from someone, to provide them the space they need. This space – you thought it was what they deserved.
So you wait. And wait.
But you also long to hear from them. For things to be okay again. For everything to go back to the way it was.
But at this point in time, it hasn’t. And it kills you. And it’s your fault.
Can’t you hear my thoughts? I wish I could hear yours. To see if I even cross your mind.
I know you crossed my mind a million times today.
