After getting my senses, we cuddled on the couch. We enjoy the rest of our lazy Sunday. Not much happened. I mean, damn...we both needed to catch our breath and get some rest. I cook for her. We sit back and enjoy each other's company. That night, we fall asleep in each other's arms. Well, she sleeps. I lay awake. I know it's our last night together. I don't want to let her go. I miss her already and she is lying right here.
Tears escape my eyes. I try to move away so that they don't land on her, but with each move she scoots closer to me. I dry my face with my wife beater. I decide to enjoy her while I can. I snuggle into her and fall asleep. The emptiness her absence creates within me
Makes. No. Sense.
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