"Good morning world," I said as the sunlight filtered through sheer curtains to gently caress my face. I greeted the day and wished for you, but there was no simple answer waiting by my slippers. I sighed and put them on anyway, knowing that I had to face yet another day without the warmth of you caresses, so much better than simple sunlight. I carry on through my own world, each day wishing for you more and more, and hiding it every second from the one I'm with. How can anyone live with such feelings as there beating against their ribcage? I guess they just do what I've done my whole life. Live each day as it passes and keep wishing, but never doing anything about it. |