I kiss your forehead before you wake up and I slide out of bed. The room is still dark but I know it well now and glide through it with ease and shut the door behind me. The floor of the kitchen is cool on my feet and the air is cool on my body. I find the thermostat on the wall and bring it up a few degrees. I go to the bathroom and piss and then I wash my hands and then splash water over my face. Stale whiskey is on my breath and dried wine has stained my lips. My stomach is a knot and my head is a pool. I have to leave for work soon. I have to be awake.
I make coffee and sit on the couch in the living room in the dark while I listen to the coffee maker spit and sputter.
It's hard to focus and I don't remember going to bed.
It was nice to wake up next to you.
I imagine we all think it.
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