When the distractions of the day sleep
And the absence of your presence tugs my heart
In the place where your love once held it
And the reality of your disaffection rehearses in my mind
Where the knowledge of your love once calmed it
And the split of us hurts my soul
When the passion of our love once healed it
And the missing you won't be whisked away a by song
or washed away by good wine
or soothed by fond memories.
I miss you in sobs until sleep can no longer escape me
And I awake to a new day of distractions.
CGL 12/29/14
