this morning #452.

this morning, she tried to dismiss the idea that she missed waking up with someone beside her in bed. acknowledging the void caught her by surprise at a time when she’d become mostly comfortable with the idea of living alone. it all happened in a flash. she looked around at her bed & observed the way she’d tossed the sheets to & fro in her sleep. as she tried to fall asleep, there was no one to quell her restlessness. when she tugged, there was no one to keep her from monopolizing the blankets. when she started to kick in her sleep, there was no one who knew to rub her back & calm her down. for now, all she could do was straighten the sheets & make her bed. tonight, she’d lie in it again.