alarm

I woke up the other morning to my girlfriend's alarm tone from her phone so she would remember to wake early (naturally).  I stretched and rolled back over after handing her the phone to fall back asleep after she got up and left.  But I began to remember the alarm tones from other girls, and how familiar they were.  It's weird, they are still so familiar.  Those little tunes and songs that they wanted to wake up to were unique, just like they were...just like the relationship we had between each other.

The feeling I had after recalling this wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either, I just felt kind of confused.  I shared a bed with these girls, we were intimate, and we fell asleep together.  They liked me, some loved me, and were willing to share their most vulnerable moments of their day with me.  It's humbling.  I wonder where the time went, where those young women went, and ultimately where those feelings went.