(read in a whisper)
Stop the hurt...

My hands are slipping.
I can't see all too well either...

You lay there, next to me.
Your hair fanned out over the pillow...

You breathe so softly,
onto the pillow you lay on...

I lay here in the dark
with you next to me...

Sometimes, when I sit long enough, I think
of you sitting with me, like you used to...

My eyes are closed.
I slowly turn my head this way and that...

I won't say I'm sorry.
I can't stop thinking of you...

The colors swirl around and around,
the air is cool against her skin...

I hear you from across the room. Your breathing.
The slow, soft hiss. In, and out. In, and out...

Where have you gone?
I thought you were here with me...

The morning is fresh. The breeze, cool.
The rustling autum leaves sooth my thoughts...