I wonder if you are asleep, or just waking.
I wonder if you dreamt, if it was a good dream.
Eventually, my thoughts drift and wakefulness gives way to slumber...
Sleep leads to dreams.
Dreams lead to thoughts of you...
I dream of being with you, of seeing your eyes shine.
I dream of holding you in my arms, of feeling you against me.
I dream of being happy with you.
I dream...
Then I wake...
Waking hurts.
The warmth of your body is replaced with the deep ache of missing you.
Eventually the ache fades, but it never leaves.
It only goes away when I am with you.
It's still dark when I wake, and I wonder again what you're doing, what you're thinking.
Sometimes I lay awake for hours again before I am claimed by oblivion.
Sometimes I don't sleep again that night.
But always, I am thinking of you.
I long for the day I can wake next to you again.
I love seeing you when I first wake. I miss that so much.
I love hearing you breathe, seeing you so relaxed and peaceful.
I am torn between waking you to see your beautiful eyes, and letting you sleep, letting you get the rest you so desperately need...
Gen Melin A'maelamin.
I am off to try again.
To find my own rest.
To see you on the other side...
