i woke up with a hangover this morning. that hasn't happened in years. i feel like a bag of shit and want to sleep but can't seem to manage to.
i miss having someone to come home to, to lie in bed with and snuggle into.
i'm not the type to one night stand, at least i'm not anymore.
that might make it worse, actually. meet someone i'm half into, bring them back to my place to show them the view of the city from my bedroom window. i casually offer more drinks as i sit on the bed, playfully inviting them to sit and ask them to tell me their story again because i wasn't listening at the bar. i would act interested and then lean in to kiss them and the stand begins. music plays, it's over in moments and i want them to leave because i would rather wake up alone.
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