not fair.

the media glamorizes falling asleep
in someone else's arms---it's stifling.
after accepting this fact we parted
to our own edge of the bed and
really did take a nap this time.
I woke up in a puddle of drool and
forgot where I was---the walls were
bare, the sky tinged a stormy colour
and you. that's what really made me
believe it wasn't real--you next to me.
when you opened your eyes you smiled,
said "c'mere" in a sleepy voice
and let me snuggle against you.
we kissed with chapped lips,
laughing at how drowsy and uncoordinated
it all became. so we simply sat.
you held me close and asked,
"what's that serious look for?"
"...it's not fair," I answered childishly.
truthfully. you tightened your grip and
tried to make the world disappear for me.