How I wish you were mine,
to hold through the night.
So close and warm,
a cuzzle, it was called.
Though I sleep alone,
the memories are close,
fading but fond.
Regret is my only companion.
The dreams keep rolling,
like a bad movie, unwilling to stop.
Repeating, over and over.
Never a happy ending.
With everyday comes more waiting,
watching and hoping for a glimpse.
Your return is not expected,
reality is unpleasant.
Moving on?…..eventually.
A new adventure? A new friend?
Maybe.
But I prefer you.
Good night my love,
as you lay next to another.
Though you don’t remember me,
I haven’t forgotten you.
