25.05.2012 / 2251H
It’s feels like I’m sleeping beside you again.
I can smell you on your pillow. I never thought this bed can be so big without you to cuddle with. I pretend that you just took a piss for a while and that when I wake up at 2am, you’d be beside me again. Your arms wrapped around me, or your hand entwined with mine — the way we always do when we fall asleep.
But reality kicks in and bites me hard. I know that you won’t be returning from that little toilet trip of yours. I know you won’t be kissing me goodnight. When I wake at 2, no arms will be holding me. This bed. This very bed — too big for me now — will comfort me while I cry.
I say goodnight to you, my one great, true and eternal love.
For now I shall be resigning to slumber alone, bidding myself goodnight. I shall forever be hopeful for that one morning when I shall be seeing your face and waking to the sound of voice again. Til then, this bed will comfort me while I cry.
My tears mixing with your scent, as if knowing that I am longing to be with you again.
I will forever be loving you. No amount of hatred can change that.
NO HEARTACHE, NO MISTRUST, NO DECEIT CAN CHANGE THAT. EVER.
PS. In case you haven’t noticed, I miss you. SO MUCH.