Tear Stained Pillow
by: Ahiru
When I stir in the night
In a state of dreaming and waking
All alone I still feel you
I feel your arms around my waist
Your body next to mine
The steady cadence of your breath hits my neck
And I think to myself ‘please don’t let this be a dream’
Your hand glides down my stomach
And I feel you gently kiss my neck
‘I love you’ faintly escapes your lips
The sweet words that have been absent for so long:
‘I love you too’ are uttered through my tears
Silently embracing the night my tears swell and fall
I desperately want this to be real
Then I turn . . . .
And where you were there was only a tear stained pillow.
