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Another sleepless night?

During the light of day I busy myself and you rarely cross my mind.
When darkness falls it’s a different story and my mind replays the good times.
My evening ritual of chores and reading keeps my memory of you at bay.
It’s when my head hits my pillow you flood my brain.
I toss and turn, laugh and cry I feel a little crazy actually, still hearing your voice and seeing your face.
All I can do is hope for exhaustion to take over so I can close my eyes, but you haunt my dreams too.
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Montanaman · M
"Midnight Memories"

Not even the pillows would talk to her,
Much less, hold back her tears,
His place beside her-
Empty.
The minutes, hours, days-
Weeks, months and years.
Every waking moment,
Every midnight craving-
His voice, his smile, his touch.
Everything about him, now turned to dust,
And all that she has left are her dreams,
And those lonely moments in the heat of the night-
Those midnight memories.


💓💔
-Kelly.
SW-User
@Montanaman that’s pretty. 🙂
Montanaman · M
@SW-User i hoped you'd like it 👍🤗❤️🌹