Loving someone is one of the most painful things to do because once they are gone you die little by little each and every day.
I woke up to an empty and cold bed with the rain still pouring but that was okay, wished he was still there but knew he had to work that morning. I shifted, smelling him and nothing else as I hugged the pillow to take a whiff of nothing but him before falling back deep in sleep. All that filled my dreams was him. I could smell him, could touch and eat him as if he was the world’s greatest ice cream. I was licking his skin, moving up and down with him just letting me do all I wanted with him. My cheeks flushed even in my dream, turning and feeling so warm as I slipped deeper and deeper into sleep until it ran from me, time for me to come back to reality.
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