Loneliness creeps in at night whispering sweet nothings asking me why I cry asking me why I’m cold asking where my heart went. Welcoming him back because he’s all I’ve had my only consistency I hold open the covers inviting him in. Joining me in bed he shapes himself into my curves taking my hand taking my love taking me somewhere else rather than the void of my head. His kiss softer than the nights air. The moon light watching the room fill back into silence.