I haven't been up this early in a very long time. Working the night shift sure makes me miss a lot in the morning. Such as: people stomping up and down the stairs at my apartment complex and the garage doors opening...and closing, opening...and closing.
Since the minute I opened my eyes I've felt incredibly ______ inside. The last part of our last conversation at 2 in the morning resonates in my head and I'm quite certain the only part of yesterday that I will ever remember is what ended that nearly one hour talk.
There was a promise made to me one year, three months, and three days ago that was never kept. And it wasn't until last night that I realized how much that promise had not been kept, and how easily one phrase could break me.
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