I let myself sink into the covers until it enveloped my tired body. I wish it were your arms that wrapped around me, squeezing my skin so tightly until my flesh started to burn. Since the very start, you knew I had trouble sleeping alone. I even hated keeping the lights on, yet I couldn’t get myself to turn it off. For when the light would start fading away, I could feel the darkness slowly creeping in and crawling towards me, mocking me to whisper a small prayer.
I dread nights like this…Nights when you aren’t here…Nights when you are supposed to be lying here with me. Nights when all I want to do is to stimulate your thoughts with my weird ideas of you…of us. Nights like this make me crave you more and more. Why can’t you be with me? I do want to understand.