sleepless night...

Crack of dawn, I find myself wide awake, drinking orange juice while letting my mind wander again. I went earlier for a walk around neighboring street. Asphalt was warm with me walking barefooted, but the wind was whipping around corners. I saw tree branches on the sidings and leaves scattered around the road. I haven't gone for a midnight walk in a very long time. it was beautiful.. calm and dark.

Sitting awkwardly, I remembered the last time I went to bed at late and curled into her and fell into a deep sleep. I have a vague memory of her saying goodbye. It’s a hazy, sleepy memory of sound and feel, not sight and smell.. I could still smell her fancy perfume as she said goodbye. A second without hearing her voice was more than enough to feel her absence.

Right now, I’m left with the lingering scent of her perfume on the pillow..