Why Me?

I passed out last night at around 3 or so,
and now I can’t even bring myself to open my eyes,
let alone get up.

My eyeliner’s smudged and my lips are a dark crimson red.

Yesterday I cried out a few tears,
and I rarely do that,
I love you.

My sheets envelop me in the warmth that I crave from your skin.

When I called you at dusk you sounded off for the first time,
and I’m terrified,
please don’t change your mind.

My chest feels heavy and my body’s numb.

Can you just stay?

Don’t let them be right.