Still here

I turn up my head,
Hoping to find you looking down at me,
With that gentle gaze.
I reach out with my hand, absent-mindedly,
Seeking yours,
While crossing that street,
To walk together.
On the verge of forgetful sleep,
I snuggle into the side of the bed
Where you lay,
The last time we explored each other,
Searching for your warmth.

I turn up my head
And find that I’m alone.
I reach out
And catch only empty air.
I snuggle closer
And reach the cold empty side of the bed.

You are no longer here,
Yet present every breath of my way.


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Chaos rules. :)
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