mostly just because nighttime can go on forever sometimes

i don't think
much

not about things i should

not about my future or
my work or
my life

just about you

and him.

little things like

do you touch his dick? and
how often do you touch his dick? and
do you like to touch his dick? and
is his dick bigger than mine?

i don't care if it is, i'm just

curious?

remember when we kissed for the first time?

me neither.

i wonder, sometimes
what happened to that memory?

sometimes i forget that we were ever together at all.

those are the times
i miss you the most.

and sometimes i forget that we were ever apart.

those are the times
i forget how much we've changed.

either way...

i don't sleep
much

not as much as i should.