• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 07
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A Love Lost

I long to wake with you each day.
To see your naked form, rising and falling with each breath.
A voluptuous pillow hides your head
I yearn for a glimpse of chestnut beauty.
Your breath, light and sweet, soundtracks my waking moments.
And I smile, for this is what makes life worthwhile.

My alarm sounds and I get out of bed to start my day.
I put your picture away
This was what made life worthwhile.
No longer. No more.