I wake
And reach out
For you.
The empty sheets are cold
Under my outstretched hand.
I roll over
And bury my face in the wet pillow.
The dog licks my exposed back
And it helps ease the pain.
I pet her head.
She misses you too.
If it weren’t for her
I’d take the easy way out
But instead, I get up
And fill her feed bowl.
Another empty day begins.
