These days are the same.
wake up
watch you get ready for work
dreading the moment you'll actually leave.
until you do.
pout about how far away 4:30 is.
apply for jobs
wait
and
wait
and wait
and
wait
for
4:30pm
then I hope and hope
you had a good day,
and are in a good mood.
if you are, then maybe we'll go on an adventure
or to see my brother
maybe take care of the ferrets,
then we'll figure out dinner,
watch an episode of whatever show we're watching
then around 6pm ish
it's like you leave again
*click click*
the computer turning on.
games.
once again I have to find a way to kill the time until your next to me.
hours and hours go by
until I wake up around 2am to see you in bed with me
softly asleep.
around this time I usually feel frustrated,
how much depending on if it was a bad day.
usually I cuddle up next to you
and eventually drift to sleep.
Although if you had a bad day at work
when you get home
*click click*
and I wont see him in bed until 2 am
when I wake up filled with frustration
2 am turns to 4 am
and i miss you.
Today you got on at 5
*click click*
around 8 I asked if you wanted to shower
and after you just got right back on.
I wanted you to fuck me
and you knew that
It breaks my heart a bit
to know
that you'd rather play games then have sex with me.
A/N: Just for some context, I'm 19 these days, so you don't have to cringe to hard.
