I wake up.

What is it, three am?
My body aches in this position.

If I roll over and he is facing me, I will have to smell his hot, bad breath.

My neck is still and my rage beings to swell.

So I debate.

If I roll over and he’s facing me, I will have to roll back.

What a chore.

So I hold my breath and become completely still. I attempt to hear how close his breathing is.

I can’t tell. I’ll just stay in this position of hell.