I woke up yesterday and you were already gone
–
you hadn’t kissed me goodbye (Or I was sleeping too hard
you hadn’t kissed me goodbye (Or I was sleeping too hard
to notice). It was like a movie – the camera
starting close
on me as I grimaced, waking, and following my stretched hand
on me as I grimaced, waking, and following my stretched hand
to the empty hollow of your body, the cold
pillow (it
wasn’t really cold). I laid there for a bit, warming.
wasn’t really cold). I laid there for a bit, warming.
I don’t think I remembered I’m a heavy sleeper
til I stood
barefoot in the shower, eyes closed, hands in my hair
barefoot in the shower, eyes closed, hands in my hair
(I was upset for a moment, but I chided myself).
A ray
of light fell on my tender ego, showing the cracks. It
was warm, all the same: the water, the morning, the missed kiss.
of light fell on my tender ego, showing the cracks. It
was warm, all the same: the water, the morning, the missed kiss.