Nathan

The day was restless, while the night was getting hard to pass. Tonight I barely slept. I was turning left and right all night after coming home from my parents’ house. The smell of Lyra’s shampoo was on my pillow, and that was turning me on and making things worse for me. The sweet coconut and vanilla aroma of her hair took me back to the time when I was standing close to her in the living room and her perfume hit my nose.

The way she was in bed a few hours ago. Peaceful, deep in sleep, just like a kid, it was a delight to watch. I saw her when she inhaled oxygen, her chest raised, the rhythm of her even breath, her auburn, long hair all over my pillow. It was hard sleeping on that bed of mine without imagining her. She was everywhere and was messing with my head.

So, I gave up the bed around 2:30 and went on to sleep on the couch in my living room.

Lyra was the reason for the pain in my neck, which made my neck stiff and my f