Take Away My Heartache In The Night Like A Thief

Matt can hear birds chirping in the background as consciousness starts to pull at him. It’s the most restful sleep he’s gotten in the last few months, even the bed feels more comfortable somehow. Was his bed always this cozy? He slowly opens one eye and with a jolt, notes he is, in fact, not in his room at the loft. He looks around the room and takes in the lavender walls, the hula girl lamp in the corner, the white curtains, morning sunlight streaming in from window. He remembers flashes of the night before as his brain begins to wake up.