The Longing


All the years we were together,

you kept me awake at night.

Whether it was your constant tossing and turning in bed,

The games you watched at odd hours of night,

Your light rhythmic snoring,

The pending work reflected by the tapping of your laptop keyboard,

Or just your intimate surprises.

Ironically, tonight I can’t sleep due to the absence of all those things.

Searching for your chest to rest my head on, I hug my pillow instead to satisfy my aching heart.


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