I tend to flip the pillow on its cold side,
the side that wakes me up,
and the cold tingle startles me at every flip.
the side that keeps me awake
once that cold sticky feeling has gone
with warmth it has been replaced
so i switch again
back to that cold sticky feeling
where i seem to find peace
where my eyes stay open
again and again i switch sides
until  no energy is left
conserved within my weak body
i wearily close my heavy eyes
and what i feared had started to happen
once again
-of you i started to dream-
yet on my mind you weren't all day
through my thoughts
once, you hadn't passed
yet you managed
to sneak into my dreams
to get rid of your presence there i must
but always
after i awake
from these odd seeings
i catch myself
smiling :)