I could not sleep
yet my eyes collapsed
and my body was numb,
aching and screaming
for just a little rest.
But when I layed down,
upon our bed,
and I watched your empty side,
all fatigue was gone.
I pressed my eyes together,
in order to forget your absence,
yet my body, heavy and big,
did not know how to fill the space.
I wanted to sleep,
God, how I wanted to sleep,
but I had forgotten how to sleep alone,
I had forgotten how to fit my body
into these sheets that still smelled of you,
how to be enough for this bed.
And when I crawled out of it in the mornings,
the cussions still perfectly arranged the way you always wanted it to be,
I glanced at your empty spot and wondered,
if you had slept well.
Jehona Thaqi© broken writings