Her

something different

These people are so loud I can't hear myself think, they don't shut up. I don't want to listen. They are awake and yet I just want to go to sleep. I feel like I'm the only one awake to the emptiness of it all it doesn't matter. But I can't make them go away if I hear them, until she comes and it all gets quiet when I'm with her I feel the same way that when I'm lying in bed nothing exists nor matters. She's my pillow and without her I can't get to sleep.