minuscule.

I have no desire for sleep.

I always sleep.

Not now or ever again does

it feel as if I will.

I've eaten.

I've stretched.

I've watched a disc of Gilmore Girls.

I've text.

I've played Tetris.

I've almost beaten the record.

I've got too much on my mind.

I've got a decision to make.

I've got to stick with a decision.

I've got no idea...

I curl up on my bed,

eyes wide, it's 4 a.m.

My eyes won't close.

I realize in this moment how

incredibly small I feel

& insignificant.

I felt a different small in his

strong arms.

A safe, petite,

never insignificant small.

Another feels small in my arms.

It makes it feel wrong,

like I've known all along that,

one way or another,

I'll break him.

I feel ridiculous in my presence

on this massive earth.

I don't know if I can stop the thoughts.