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cerulean_skyLook, Sky wrote something! Granted, it's only a teeny little drabble, but that's still more than she's written in months.
Title: Exhausted
Author: Sky
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15minuteficlets challenge #178
Author's Note: It's 5am. I dont know.
Exhausted, he falls backwards into the bed, but his eyes do not close. He lies there, still awake though sleep is tugging at his bones, at his mind, at his soul, and he does not let it claim him.
Folding his arms behind his head, he stares at the ceiling and he wishes for just a moment you were still warming the other half of the bed, stealing the blankets in the middle of the night. He can hear his own breathing, but it is yours that he doesn't hear and wishes he did. His heart beats loudly against his ribs, out of sync ever since you left.
And finally, exhausted, sleep pulls his eyes closed, and in the darkness he hears your voice, whispering to him still, whispering those three words he hasn't heard in far too long.
Title: Exhausted
Author: Sky
Written For:
15minuteficlets challenge #178Author's Note: It's 5am. I dont know.
Exhausted, he falls backwards into the bed, but his eyes do not close. He lies there, still awake though sleep is tugging at his bones, at his mind, at his soul, and he does not let it claim him.
Folding his arms behind his head, he stares at the ceiling and he wishes for just a moment you were still warming the other half of the bed, stealing the blankets in the middle of the night. He can hear his own breathing, but it is yours that he doesn't hear and wishes he did. His heart beats loudly against his ribs, out of sync ever since you left.
And finally, exhausted, sleep pulls his eyes closed, and in the darkness he hears your voice, whispering to him still, whispering those three words he hasn't heard in far too long.