i hear your car pull into the driveway
and I rush to close my eyes.
i pull the covers to my shoulders
and pretend that i am sleeping
this has become my ritual
i can hear your key turn in the lock and my heart presses against my ribcage.
i have been waiting for this
you quietly enter our bedroom
the smell of snow follows you in.
silence
(just for a moment.)
then
the rustle of layers being shed
i feel the bed shift as you climb in next to me
slowly
you reach for me
lightly touching my side
in this dark room
i am beaming
'hey'
it's all you say,
but in it i can hear the high note of every love song.
with a smile firmly in place
i slowly open my eyes
only to find myself alone
in a room miles away
Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 1:47 AM UTC
i hear your car pull into the driveway
and I rush to close my eyes.
i pull the covers to my shoulders
and pretend that i am sleeping
this has become my ritual
i can hear your key turn in the lock and my heart presses against my ribcage.
i have been waiting for this
you quietly enter our bedroom
the smell of snow follows you in.
silence
(just for a moment.)
then
the rustle of layers being shed
i feel the bed shift as you climb in next to me
slowly
you reach for me
lightly touching my side
in this dark room
i am beaming
'hey'
it's all you say,
but in it i can hear the high note of every love song.
with a smile firmly in place
i slowly open my eyes
only to find myself alone
in a room miles away
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