24 hours ago
our bed
held only the ghost
of my shape
& you breathed
like nothing
was missing
i wanted to shout
from the spare room
(i’m not there
i’m not there)
but sleep had
stitched your eyes
shut with
trust
the saddest thing
was not that
i left
but that
you didn’t
feel the cold
where i
wasn’t
or if
you did
you preferred it.









This is heart breakingly …familiar
Fortunately for me it doesn’t happen very often but once upon a time she would have come looking for me….. 😔
This is sad, but I suppose if we don’t go through the pain, we’ll never grow.
This is truly touching.
Thanks for reading and the comment.
I guess it’s the sad reality of ageing when libidos are not in sync anymore.
It is sad but in an other way it’s kind of lovely that we started a fire,kept it going for years and now there’s not much fuel left to keep it alight…..lol
Even your comments are poetic.
You’re very sweet and dare I say quite clever with words.😘
Hugs….
This piece is achingly deep. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks for reading and the kind comments.
💋