The moment I open my eyes in the morning, I see traces of your smile in the afterglow. The light from the almost midday sun has burned away all remnants of tears into healthy sweat.
I fill myself up to the brim with the day's promises. Today I will be happy. And I am. It is easy to forget when there is nothing to remind me of you.
Night falls and I prolong the day until it succumbs. Alas, there is nothing left but the light in my mind where you dwell. You glow brighter when I close my eyes and even brighter when I dream.
And for a few hours again tonight I bathe in your light. And for a few hours again tonight I cry for the surreal.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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