It happens almost every night. I end my conversations, I get comfortable enough to fall asleep and then you’re there. Hiding behind my eyelids for God knows how long, right in front of me. Your face barely visible from the parking lot lights outside your apartment window. I feel you on my lips when I reach over and kiss your cheek.
I’m burning up under all the blankets. But having you against me is all I can think about. Selfishness overwhelms me and I begin to play with your hair gently, but enough to wake you.
My stomach turns with nervousness… Your eyes are so lovely…
“Don’t leave me, ok?”
I toss from one side of the bed to the other. Completely terrified to open my eyes, I control my breathing and try to relax.
“That wasn’t real. It’s all over now…” I tell myself over and over again.
I blink a few times in the total darkness and readjust myself. A smile cracks through for just a moment because, for now, I can still feel you.
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