It’s 2am...

It’s 2am.
My mind wanders to the thought of you.
The way your freckled skin looked like from the light creeping in through the blinds.
The warmth of you body radiating through me while were tangled together, skin to skin.
The taste of your soft lips as I kiss you awake.
I wish you never left.
I wish, 5 years later, you’re still the one I wake up to every morning.
But you’re not.


You’re gone.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

If you were a dude with a penis you'd just masturbate and fall asleep.

Sometimes I envy women, other times I do not.

Nice writing, you've got some skill in you indeed.

[M.A. Maxwell]

This is something I can relate to. Well done!