No sleep ’til Brooklyn

I’ve waited all day to climb into bed. Now that I’m here, it appears as though I’ll wait all night before I get some rest.
He said he’d call tonight from his hotel, but he didn’t. He’s got a lot on his mind. He’s likely tired like me, or perhaps talked with his daughter tonight. I just don’t know how a person can be so in love with you for weeks and weeks then just stop communicating with a flip of a switch.
It feels like he’s going to run from me again. It feels like the cycle of love and separation is repeating. However, he’s made little comments here and there about us being faithful to each other over the next year and that he wanted to be sure his smell was on my bedsheets (odd thing I really enjoy), so I don’t want to make a mountain of a mole hill. I’m just scared. About a lot of things.
And the sweet smell of heaven on earth on my pillow is simultaneously alleviating and exasterbating my misery and longing.


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