An Unrequited Love

Another hour passes, each second leaving a larger hole in my mind. The lights are off and shadows play on the wall as the image on the tv screen flickers, the sound barely able to be heard. Across the room, my little birds trill to one another as they huddle closer, drowsing in a beautiful slumber. More seconds go by, each booming in my head. The pain grows greater as my thoughts continue to unravel, cheap yarn tangling and pooling. My heart beats louder in my ears, vision pulsing in tune while the tv grows more abstract. I long for the sweet release of sleep, but it continues to run. 

It hides in the flashes of the Animal Planet images, teasing me from behind the trills across the room. It smiles at me playfully from the golden eye my cat regards me with from the other side of my pillow. I chase it still, grasping at its presence, only for it to escape into the buzz of the street lamp in the yard. Desperately, I lay in wait, trying to tempt it into an ambush, not moving, barely breathing. It senses my plan, though,  skipping around me on the air currents from my fan, brushing through my hair  but never lingering. 

It continues to haunt me, never staying in one place too long. The headache grows, the images on the screen growing more and more abstract. Perhaps it finally grows to pity my poor state though, for as the first rays of dawn hit my eyes, it settles over my eyes. Slowly it seeps into my minds, and suddenly I am gone.