He went to bed, with no word of goodnight, no thoughts of me. Me here, alone. Lonely.
He does so much for me. I know.
Am I so terrible for wanting this. For being upset about this.
But my heart aches without him. I need him, everyday. I need good morning, I need goodnight, I need his presence. Or I fall apart. He is the glue holding the pieces together. Without him I would crumble and turn to dust.
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