Not My Type Of Guy
But all our wishes don't come true, do they?
I strip off my clothes and let the cold water hit my back, calming my nerves and soothing my bones.
The bed dips when I climb on it after changing into my favorite pajamas and putting my phone on my nightstand.
Current mood? Dim lights, soft songs, eyes shut, a pillow to hug and music caressing my tired soul.
I'm halfway into a deep slumber when I hear my phone vibrate with a message. Sluggishly, I pick it up and unlock the password, reading the sentence on my screen with half opened eyes.