“To rid ourselves of our shadows - who we are - we must step into either total light or total darkness” -Jeremy Preston Johnson

I miss you…sometimes.
I lay in bed
The blanket resting upon the parts of me i gave to you.
But the blanket
feels cold around me.
I fall asleep
to the whirl of the fan rather
than the beat of your heart
against me.
I  close my eyes and
see
you smiling with so much love
for me.

Your tussled hair
your brilliant eyes
the roundness of your lips
and my heart still
flutters.
I’m so close
i can feel your hand on my cheek
I can hide my face in your shirt
I’m
so
close

And i smile
i smile as the tears cloud my vision of the
perfect you
I’ve created in my mind.
the you.
that would.
still love.
me.