sleeping alone. 

i don’t like the way the bed sheets feel at night. 

stiff and flat next to me

when there should be someone sleeping next to me. 

in the morning 

i will roll over to an empty space

hold onto the pillow

whisper into it, 

“i remember your purpose was to hold the head of my most beloved treasure.” 

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