Nap

It's hard, you know. It's really hard.

I don't like it when your eyes are closed like this. You're so quiet... I want to hear you talking again. I want to hear your voice.

It looks like you're comfortable. Surrounded by silk sheets with a matching soft pillow, I'm jealous for a moment. But I wouldn't take this comfort away from you, I'd join you in it. I'd never take anything away from you.

I wish you wouldn't take from me either.

I mean- it's not your fault! I'm not mad. Things happen. I understand. Believe me.

Your makeup looks really good. You always forget to take it off when you sleep, but it never really smudges. How do you do that? You always surprise me.

My makeup might be smudging, now. I guess that's fine. I wore waterproof mascara today.

I always did cry at funerals.