tear stained pillow looking for the sleepy eyed you, hair tousled, with your enigmatic smile. I don't anymore draw the curtains, allow the sunlight to shine where you should have been but left leaving in my life a huge void. Who do you wake up next to? On some mornings, I wake up next to the love of my life. She purrs in her sleep. She wakes up and her eyes are the first windows I open in the morning. On other mornings, I wake up next to a yesterday I shed. Sometimes it takes the whole morning to get out of that skin. __
