Part-Time Lover

Rolled over to the other side of the bed, where the sheets had been tussled and the area was now cold.

You were gone.

I lie awake contemplating why you left that night, like many others; but to no avail; I found no resolve in my mind.

Woke up and I could physically see you there, but your disregard for the water soaked wells beneath my eyelids was a reminder that you still weren’t really present.

Auto piloted motions throughout my day, thoughts a drift on a sea of calculated worries.

I warm up at the thought of your return and caught myself holding my breath for just a moment, that I might catch a glimpse of you near me again.

Laughing at my own silliness in the next instance, knowing that you were long gone before you actually left…you were never really there.