Spring is a tease - she keeps flitting in and out of my life with ease, bringing me right back to the coldness of winter. Tonight, though, she keeps me company. The windows are open and a light rain sings against the rooftop, calling my name and making me want to wander to places I know I shouldn't be in my own head.
These are the perfect nights for snuggling up with the one you love, and I wish so desperately my Love were here to share it with me. These are the perfect nights for a long walk in the gentle mist, for long, wet kisses in the rain and a romp through the woods, muddy and perfect with Mother Nature.
But I'm here, alone. I'm cleaning and packing and trying to work out what I'm going to do without any help. I don't have anyone to cuddle up with - even the kiddo is gone to her Nana's. I'm here all alone and the thoughts inside my head are driving me insane. Now, more than ever, I need that love and those cuddles and to he held and told that everything is fine. That reassurance that I'm not just some disposable plaything. That reassurance that love really is there.
Because despite the wonderful weather and the beautiful night, where I am in my head, it ain't pretty. -Squeaky
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