Bedroom window,
facing East,
I'll open my curtains before I go to sleep.

Sunlight pours onto my bed in the morning,
waking me with its warm and gentle touch.
If I open my eyes,
it will shatter the hope that it might be your breath,
and such a realization would be too much...
I never want to wake up and deal with the real world without you, wonder love.
I'll lie here just a little longer again,
and savor the moment until the sun begins to burn my skin.

I never considered the wind a "friend",
yet I whisper your name to her under the light of the moon,
and tell her my story of a love that was lost too soon,
in hopes that some day,
wherever you are,
she may carry my message to you,
whether you be near or far.