3 years ago. February 5, 2021 at 10:24 PM
There will be no goodnight
No anticipation
No soul soothing minutes of video chat
No whispered words
No pleasuring
There will only be the quiet screaming into the night
Restless sleep with dreams of what ifs
Awakening in the dawn light to nothing
Yet again the mercurial quicksilver of a relationship runs between my fingers
A vow broken
A time of recovery, a time of reflection
'And this, too, shall pass away.