SLEEP DOESN’T COME easy anymore.
It never has. So he keeps on going with his eyes rust-rimmed, pushes his body to the limit & scraps the day up from his bones ; two hours now he’s spent watching the minute hand tick past midnight, alone save for the only company this world allots, his shadow.
But his chin snaps up at footsteps & his mouth bends at the edges : ❛ forgive me. I did not mean to wake you. ❜
@tracerdanger ( ♥‘d )












