Sleep
Last night you were gone.
Lately we haven't been very close.
We used to be closer.
I would search for your hand in the night.
Out of anxiety to make sure you were real.
Because you once gave me
All I ever wanted or needed.
A home.
A smile.
Love.
Last night you were gone.
And although dimmer.
That light still burned in my soul.
I wanted to find my comfort and love.
I wanted to find the anchor
That kept my ship at port during a storm.
Instead our bed was empty.
Quiet.
Cold.
All too often we find ourselves vacant.
There is no warm light.
All too often we take for granted
Something as simple as presence.
I took too much for granted with you.
I want you to come home.
I want you to know you are loved.
I want to know you are sleeping well.
