HAPPY READING
Kahdeem Emmerson POV
I open my eyes to the bright summer sun and it blinds my eyes. How dare you sun, shining this brightly, glowing in all your glory, unchanged of my mood, of my feelings, of my heartbreak.
"How dare you shine through my window," I groan.
"Ow, ahh," I groan feeling the stiffness in my body and the throb in my head as I lay on the floor with my empty bottles of whiskey in my underwear.
Groaning I get up and close the curtains, I didn't pull the blind last night. I turn around and come face to face with my reflection in the mirror on the bed. Standing here looking in the mirror saying damn to myself.
I look like crap.
I couldn't sleep, all night I lay awake thinking, thinking and thinking some more wide awake. I couldn't get my damn mind to turn off,
