Though you are not here – I must confess,
that I can feel you holding me in the moments between being awake and being asleep.
That’s where I am loving you.
That’s where I still believe that you exist.
That’s where I still believe you might be on your way.
Holding me.
Kissing me.
Touching me.
Loving me.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 