Night.

It is already late.

The moonlight shines through the folded curtains , illuminating my dark, quiet room.

I closed my eyes trying hard to flow into dreamland. But images of you flooded my mind.

I thought of how I woke up one night and looked on my right, only to see you sleeping soundly.

I gazed at your face, reached down for your hand, and went back to sleep. That was the sweetest rest.

Baby tonight, I'm missing you more than ever.

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