In the dark

I turn off the lights

and feel the way to bed,

Touch the soft and crisp sheets

and pull them slightly back.

Both feet in, as far as they'll go

and my hands underneath,

To pull the covers up to my chest

and I breathe in, breathe out.

I am alone in the dark

awaiting night, awaiting slumber,

but it is cold and empty

this bed seems too big.

Turning on my side I reach

but he is not there,

My heart stings with a memory

the look of his body next to mine.

Where is his touch? Where are those words?

It hurts to lay down alone,

It hurts to wake alone

It hurts to know he will not be there.

My throat swells and my eyes brim

the tears slowly come and come,

the run down my cheeks

into my hair and onto the pillow.

He doesn't know, he never will

how much I want him,

how much he needs me

and together in the dark, we are loved.