A tangled mass of comfort and sweat pressed against my side, I watch your eyes play "tag" with the droplets bleeding into the window. You lay naked and curled into me, but I know you are gone; off chasing every raindrop you call "it". I want you to know - you break me. You strut straight into my room, paying a little trip - falling into my world. Taking off just before dawn with an arm or leg or major *****, before slinking off to your own world - inside my room.