What matters the most

Eyelids, closed.
like clothing stores
on Sundays.

haha, Remarkable here, I could have never thought of it the way you did,
anyways, I'm sure everyone relates to this and the fact that you decided to write about it is also remarkable, especially that there is not alot to write or think about, yet you did such a fine job
5/5.

I agree with Lonely Rider. I could relate to the whole lazy-not-wanting-to-get-out-of-bed ordeal but you described that with grace somehow. You make it sound so appealing. :) I liked this poem, it was quite different, the first one I've read from you but it won't be the last. (:

//all I want
is to be lost
in an endless romance
with my sheets.

// reminds me of lazy saturday mornings when I don't want to wake up. I simple adored the way you have described it.

/close the curtains,
so not even sunlight
can interrupt our
love making..
// this made me smile ... that's so mushy and romantic ;)

at first I didn't feel it but when i read the last para, the sadness and lonliness set in.

/for school has been the only one,
that always asked me
to justify my absence.
// I found these lines very touching. And you have so cleverly expressed without even saying it. that's just beautiful.