I can't sleep anymore, my head is in a million places. I can't keep up with my own thoughts and I am trying to do everything right. But, I'm forgetful and I have selective listening. I really am trying I promise and this weekend I am excited to drive with my best friend across state lines and stay in someone else's house, to go on someone else's schedule and just close my eyes and forget. I have this idea that if I go there it will be just like summer, and maybe that's just me being too hopeful. When I roll over at four am to see that I have missed calls from you I always feel guilty, because I know you are there two hours away feeling exactly what I'm feeling, just wishing there was more than a dial tone on the other line.
