Bad Dreams In The Night
I awake to the sound of wind whipped rain beating against the windows. I’d fallen asleep waiting for you to come in. Sitting up against the pillows where I’d slumped; I see you now at the end of the bed.
Seemingly you’d come in with the rain, for water poured off your hair and clothes in streams which had started to puddle on the wooden floor.
Standing side on to me, your face is in shadows but the moonlight gleams off your dark hair. I get up to walk towards you, you turn as I reach out and that’s when I wake up on my own in the dark and remember you won’t be coming home anymore.
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