Shiver, coldplay

How we try to steal pockets of time. 13 minutes of your supposed lights off you are still texting just because I woke up 8 minutes after the lights off. But I'm so tired. I'm too tired. Of this, of life, of how we can only have stolen time and discontinued conversations trying to bring it back up but failing. I wondered how you could do it. I'm too tried but despite the aching back and sweaty forehead from a uncomfortable nap, I'm texting you while I'm tired and uncomfortable.
Is that what people do? Go against the wishes of their bodies and eventually get used to doing what they don't want.
Disappointment. Arise from expectations. But as days past I realize my expectations of you are as minimal as i can afford it to be. But why. Why am I still waiting when it's going to be arriving later and later. You try. You try you try you try. But all I do is give up, get disappointed and further and further away from the spot where I used to be.
1051. Not waiting anymore. I'm detesting myself more by the minute.