I wake up, you’re not here.
You were so vivid in my dreams
I could reach out and touch you
Watch you breathe, feel your hands on my skin, your breath on my cheek.
The anguish of you leaving…
Stays with me when I wake
My dreams haunt me,
Reminders of that which I wish to forget
As my heart tries to heal.
That my bestfriend, lover, is truly gone.
And that the heart can be as cruel as it is kind.