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Morning-after Musings
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Missing Him I walked as if in a daze.
unwilling to make sense
of what just transpired.
All I knew was that
the sun was unwelcomed
as I beckoned the night
to reach me quickly and
mimic the darkness inside
this cold and lonely place.
I went about my day, almost
sleepwalking through my chores,
upset by their lack of
cooperation like they should
realize my despair and care
enough to appease me though
I knew only you ever cared enough.
When I gave up on them,
I still would not think of what
would happen after this instead
I examined my body to see
the effects the night had on me.
My hair was matted; eyes bloodshot
from lack of sleep and confusion;
my lips still raw from rough kisses.
I discovered new bruises on my arms
where you held me too tightly.
But I was numb to all outward pain;
the only thing I felt was an emptiness
in my heart and the realization
that you would never fill it again.
