Why is it so Hard to Fall Asleep Still?
“I’m sorry,” I say with tears in my eyes.
“It’s just that nothing ever works out for me.”
I don’t know why I say it.
He sits there with his arms around me, silent.
I try to backtrack.
“I’m not trying to blame you or anything,
it’s just generally frustrating.”
“I know,” he says.
“I know and you’re going to be okay.”
“I know,” I say.
“So... will you be okay if I leave?” He asks.
I answer quickly, almost desperately,
“Can you just sit with me for a few more minutes?”
“Of course.”
