It’s amazing all of the things I can think about before sunrise.
All of the things I need to be doing instead of staring at the time, watching it go by.
All of the reasons I hate having to be up at 5am. (Okay, so maybe closer to 5:30..)
All of the different artists I want to listen to on my commute to work — and choosing just a couple because my commute is only 14 minutes.
How much easier my life would be if I could just have twenty more minutes in bed.
And sometimes — just sometimes — I’ll think about you.
Life has been funny like that lately.
How even after all this time, it always comes back to you.
I used to say goodbye to you before sunrise.
Praise God I’ve finally said my last.
Live to the point of tears, right?
It’s funny, because I used to think about you all the time — a never-ending emotional abuse in my mind.
But now it’s 6:42am — on my day off — and I’m still thinking about you. You still cross my mind.
But I don’t want you anymore. I’m no longer slave to your words, no longer constantly vying for your attention. I don’t want it anymore.
I finally have what I deserve:
A warm flannel, a homemade almond chai latte, a kind friend, and some damn self respect.
I finally have what I deserve, and I didn’t find it from you.
I found it all before sunrise.