Close your eyes I'll be here in the morning

Three in the morning. My darling gets up in two hours, and he'll be home in seven. 

I'm projecting my emotions on high school tv shows where problems are easy to solve and life is a song. 

I'm sad and I miss him and I worry about the future. I need to make decisions that I don't want to make. I'm uninspired and I try to be creative but nothing turns out good. I stay in bed and eat junk food and despise myself.