HEE HO

Wake up alone. Never wake up to someone who doesn’t know who you are. Who doesn’t remember your last name or your birthday. Who can’t recall the last genuine conversation you both had — because they didn’t actually give a damn. Don’t wake up to someone who doesn’t kiss you and passionately. And trust me, if it’s real a kiss on the forehead can have you bothered for days. Don’t wake up to someone who doesn’t inquire about what’s going on up there — in your head, in your eyes — where you’re really alone. Don’t wake up to someone who can’t lie next to you without lusting for you. Who can’t appreciate the beauty of solitude. If they can’t love the sound of you breathing, how can they anything else? — it’s where it all begins. Don’t wake up to someone who doesn’t smile when they see you open your eyes. They don’t belong there. Don’t wake up to someone who doesn’t hold you just to appreciate your physical manifestation for a little while longer. Don’t wake up to someone who cannot read you. Who cannot play with your fingers or tell you the truth. Who can’t bring you coffee or a good read. Who can’t put their phone, their distractions down for you. Until you are loved, cherished. Wake up alone.