As the night closes it curtains, I open my eyes. My room is dark, save for the occasional glimpses of light that pass through by window. Outside I hear vehicles passing, grumbling, as their temporary light illuminates my room.
I open my eyes, lying on my side, I pull an arm across the pillow beside me. I hug it loosely, as if it were you. The tears won't come. I'm sad, I miss you, but I'm not lonely. I nuzzle the pillow and close my eyes, if the pillow were you, how would have it smelled? From my memory, I thought I could actually feel you beside me, and your scent lingers if only in my mind.
I opened my eyes, half-expecting and half-wishing that you'll be beside me when I do. The tears didn't come. I miss you so much, but I kept a smile on my face, knowing that somewhere, underneath the same sky I'm in, though far far away- somewhere, there's you.
And love is enough, for tonight.
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