we were lying in bed
the sheets intertwining between our legs in the sun slanting through the open french windows
a soft breeze caresses your golden hair, sprayed across the pillow
I am happy lying here for now
but soon you will wake up
and say something
and I cannot stop myself from saying something you don't like
a comment about your weight
your makeup
how you dress
and for the first and last time you walk out on me.
I will run to the balcony, wrapping the sheets around me
and gaze down into the streets, waiting to see if you will appear down below
and as you burst from the front doors of the hotel
high heels clicking merrily on the pavement
free from me
I am happy that you are finally happy.
but for now
I will watch you sleep
and look at the soft smile that spread on your face in your dreams
and enjoy the time I have left
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