22 April 2012
Woke up this early morning, bleary eyed and confused.
Turned over and I remembered why I was up at 7am. I wish I could have taken a photo of that moment; captured how the sun touched his shoulder, creating a soft glow that seemed to bounce off his body. The stillness of the room, one lone bird chirping outside, the gentle breeze coming from the open window.
I reached out to touch him, feeling the heat of his skin as I stroked his back before putting my arm around him and holding him close. A few more mins of just being with him is all I wanted before reality set in. His hand gripped mine as he turned over to face me, those beautiful grey eyes searched my soul with one look and all I could say was "Stay". He smiled as he kissed my lips, pulled me closer and said "5 more minutes".
We laid there, face to face, eyes closed, breaths intertwined as our heart beats found the rhythm that matched our souls.
20 minutes later he was driving home. Leaving me alone in this bed, hugging the pillow and smelling our scent. I only had him for 8hrs, but it's worth the memories, the photos ingrained to my mind.
I go back to bed, teary eyed and alone. I hope I dream of better days.
Sleeping With A Memory • Opuss № I