I woke this morning with a start.

Any chance of more sleep was lost.

I hurt.

The ache centered in my chest.

I got up, made coffee, and looked at the falling snow outside my window.

Hoping I would feel peace, I watched the small flakes twinkle in the dark under the streetlamp.

But the uneasiness in my soul and the utter unfairness of it all was rooted in my mind.

I wonder how long will it take before you are not on my mind?

How long before the pain in my heart is gone?

Will I wake one morning and not think of you?

Will that be a good thing?