The best part of waking up

And why am I thinking about it? Why am I thinking about another man who will never happen? Probably because he will never happen. But I'm thinking about him. And it is a bit frustrating.

And we all get it. We all know. I only want him because I can't have him. Because he is not within reach, literally speaking.

Another of my [in]famous could have would have should haves. Knowing me and knowing that I only want it because I can't have it. I can't imagine willingly waking up next to someone. I think it's the quiet, the time alone, that gets to me. But the morning, the morning gets me to my senses. I don't want to wake up next to someone. Not just yet.