I keep waking up. In the middle of the night, with your name on my lips, the feeling of your lips on my skin. I keep dreaming of you just to wake up alone, longing for the night just as much as I longed for you. I keep thinking about how I'll tell you about my day when I finally see you, hoping to see how your eyes lighten up when you talk about your day, worshipping your smile and everything you do.

I keep thinking one day you'll finally come back.

I keep forgeting you left without saying goodbye.