Who?
My late nights are gone. My shift starts at 6. My eyes close at 11 and yours pass me by. I haven't seen you in weeks? months if you count them. You said you'd never see me again but I didn't really believe you. I see you at work, when my shift starts at 2. Not my early job, the other one. No, not the awful one either, the other one. Yeah that's the one, did you forget I was there? You can't forget I was there. You'd like to but you can't. I don't know when things changed, but I think I had nothing to do with it. It stings and makes me bitter, but I kind of like it. If you refuse to look at me with anything but sunglasses, then at least I'm glad that you're scared of the dark.
I miss the dark, but it's better that it's gone. I miss you, but I'm better when you're gone. It's like, 3 pm in July. Until then, for forever.
Ln(a)
