Grey days and cold nights.
I watch the world slip by, day after day, and listen for your soft steps. Sometimes I catch you in the corner of my eye, dancing in the sunlight that cuts across the room, I inhale sharply, eyes wide and searching, but I’m never quite quick enough.
Shutting my eyes so tightly I see stars, and think about when everything seemed so simple.
I remember your sweet words whispered against my skin in the early morning light.
We spun stories together, through each day and into the night. You, never leaving my side. I remember your velvet touch, and the way you’d make me laugh. Can I create beauty without you? I fear it was you all along who carried me.