You slipped away in the night and went to someone else's bedroom. You slept on the floor and it hurt my heart to see you there. I wanted to hold you and you told me you were okay. That it was okay. That you were fine. You were okay with being alone.
I was on a bus. Traveling for vacation. Things were relaxed and easy. I found you and we talked for hours. When the bus stopped we were unsure of when to get off. It felt like it was raining but it was sunny and warm. The weather hadn't caused an excuse to continue being together so we took a leap and spent the day together. I was happy to find you by my side in the morning. You smiled at me and said of course, I'm still here. I felt whole and loved. I brushed my teeth with charcoal toothpaste and laughed at my reflection. I wanted to crawl back into my bed and find you there. I wanted to feel your body. I knew I needed to give it time so I made breakfast instead.
I was cleaning. It was bright and white. Warm and sunny. I felt comforted knowing you were awake a few rooms over. The stairs were open and I saw the whole house. I pictured you laying in my white blankets, waiting for me to return. Not moving or bothered. Just waiting.
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