.the day of the SUN.

Sunday sucks.
I'm in no mood for anything on Sunday.
I do hate Sunday so so much!
I wish you're here with me so that Sunday will pass quicker.
Somehow hours dissolve into seconds when I'm with you...
Maybe that's why people can not be bored with each other for a lifetime..
Since years feels like hours and minutes like seconds...
A lifetime will be like a blink of the eye..
I'm unsure tho' whether it's just for now, maybe with time, boredom sinks in and the opposite occurs?
How seconds feels like minutes, and minutes like hours?
Then lifetime will be like eternity.
Is that why so many people can't last forever?
So many I don't know..
Yet I know that I'm now at the trough of my life and that I need you to pull me up...