Misread

I opened my eyes that morning knowing you were standing upon me with that smart white smile flashing straight into my eyes. I opened my eyes and a white wall that stood there looking straight through me covered the man I wanted to see. I woke up that morning with a bright sun watching over me but a dark dream holding me back. I lay on the mattress looking at the ceiling and thoughts kept ringing into my mind. I wanted so much in a little section called nothing but that section offered so much. So little became too much to handle. Learning the ending isn’t near and the beginning hasn’t started. I haven’t found.