I woke full of you.
I could feel my soul lean into your pull.
The heat of your embrace was palpable.
The air was thick with your scent.
I woke fully, an ache in my soul, filled with sorrow.
The tears were real. Your presence was not.
I woke full of you.
I could feel my soul lean into your pull.
The heat of your embrace was palpable.
The air was thick with your scent.
I woke fully, an ache in my soul, filled with sorrow.
The tears were real. Your presence was not.