#pod @writersnetwork . [[8 P.M.]] I came back home from work, tired, Gone through utter shit, I sit retired. She gazing me with the intense look, " I'm at the rescue man! Gimme a look."
[[9 P.M.]] I'm scrolling feeds with drowsy eyes, living in a virtual reality, noticing the time rise. I disdain her again and again, I continue with my phone, just like all men.
[[10 P.M.]] I turn off my mobile data, feeling exhausted, Turned on Netflix, feeling distorted. There I am on one side of the couch and she on the other, She wonders, "How could he not even bother?"
[[2 A.M.]] Eyes turned red, longing to listen the music best, Her existence strikes to my brain, She hugs me to take away all the pain. I hug tighter, feeling lighter, "Sorry" is what I utter, To her seclusion I had no answer.
[[3 A.M.]] Music takes me down the memory lane, Nostalgia hits me hard, heart bleeding due to pain. The forecast says it'll rain tonight, Damp will be my eyes. I lean on to her, rest my head on her shoulder, She consoles me at her best, preventing me from getter colder.
[[4 A.M.]] I sleep peacefully resting over her, Cause I know she'll leave me never. She doesn't moves even a bit, So that I could sleep, she sits still.
[[8 A.M.]] Then rings the morning alarm, Causing my sleep a harm. After a rainy night, I hug her tight. Work is calling me now, 'To be back soon', I vow. Leaving her behind, My feelings still not confined.
She's the one who knows my darkest side, My heart rate, my tears, by my taste she abides.