Love Notes

Woke up in the middle of the night again.

Feeling around. Patting down the bed.

Grabbed a couple of pillows and fell backwards into the sheets.

Can’t sleep now. Too many thoughts racing through my mind.

Wondering where you are right now. What you could be doing.

How to go from seeing your face when I wake up. To visitations hand held via screens, phones, laptops.

Is this even real?

Wanting to feel your love, touch and gentle hugs. Kisses to my face and lips.

That’s real.

How long must we be distant. What will time will make of us my love.

Days turn into night and the night bleeds into mornings—sleep is not well.

Woke up in the middle of the night again