5:30 A.M.

I'm sorry for almost always having my eyes closed when you come by. I know it's been a while since we have seen eachother, and yet everytime you tick my clock off I ignore you and stay in bed. It's hard for me to do much when youre around, and I know you get lonely, but breakfast is never made yet and the air is always cold even after the hottest day of summer. I do see you more often then, however. I hope you notice the way my speach slurs on those mornings. I try and make an effort in smiling.