Breakfast (Better late than never)

The morning light shows

through the blue curtains,

shining on

my face.

I squint as I open

my eyes.

I check my phone.

No messages-

he was supposed to call me last night.

Bastard.

I check

the clock.

9:25

I beat the alarm.

I'm glad.

I hate the sound of that damn thing.

Check

my roommates bed.

Empty.

Looks like she never came back

last night.

I text her, "Are you

alive?" I crawl out

of my blankets, the

cocoon of warmth 

resides.

I shiver

and reach for an apple.

That's breakfast and

ha lf the food for the day.

Cut the apple.

Indulge.

Put on some music to greet the day.

First song- "Everyone's

Free

to Wear Sunscreen."

I'm supposed to listen to it to

help me get

better.