MelissaBaby
Wordy Bitch
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You wake up and it's four in the morning and you're crying. For days you've thought about it, fussed over it, reworked it over and over again in your mind and on your keyboard. But now, in the dark of night, you know what to do. You know it to the word.
And your boyfriend rolls over and asks you what's wrong, but you've already sat up and turned on the lamp. He reaches to console you, but you've already opened your laptop and started tapping away at the keys.
"I know what she tells him," you say, "Let me get this down."
He rolls over and you try to tap the letters lightly, because you know the sound annoys him. You can't help sniffling though, as the tears keep coming, blurring the screen in front of you.
Finally you've released it; her emotions and your own. You close the laptop and turn off the lamp. You lay back down and you turn to him and you rest your hand on his back and tell him that you love him.
He murmurs something that sounds like "I love you, too," and you close your eyes and try to get one more hour of sleep before you have to get up for work and you tell yourself how grateful you are that he loves you, not despite your craziness, but because of it.
And your boyfriend rolls over and asks you what's wrong, but you've already sat up and turned on the lamp. He reaches to console you, but you've already opened your laptop and started tapping away at the keys.
"I know what she tells him," you say, "Let me get this down."
He rolls over and you try to tap the letters lightly, because you know the sound annoys him. You can't help sniffling though, as the tears keep coming, blurring the screen in front of you.
Finally you've released it; her emotions and your own. You close the laptop and turn off the lamp. You lay back down and you turn to him and you rest your hand on his back and tell him that you love him.
He murmurs something that sounds like "I love you, too," and you close your eyes and try to get one more hour of sleep before you have to get up for work and you tell yourself how grateful you are that he loves you, not despite your craziness, but because of it.