2:15 AM

by Kira   Sep 30, 2008


2:15 AM

The fluorescent red numbers gleam in the darkness.

I rub my bleary eyes as I feel the vivid dream

Slipping softly out from under my warm blankets.

My heart aches as I glance at the cold,

Empty space next to me in bed,

Wher he had lain, only moments before

My awakening.

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