an affair

I am having an affair.

No, really.

It seems as though I am fatally attracted to 1:00 a.m.

Every night I am caught off guard by his presence...

*gasp* "Oh, my! There you are again," I whisper

as I close my eyes, tilt my head back, and take a long, slow inhale.

What seems like only a few, short moments later I have to look 7:15 a.m. in the face

and act like nothing has happened.