About what some army wife’s/girlfriends/husbands/boyfriends may feel when they go to sleep each night without him/her….but in a girls point of view.
My head hits the pillow and i find the coldness from my absents to be comforting. I bury my head into his shirt that I draped upon my pillow. The scent of his colon fills my nose as I feel him pull me to him and hold me tight. He whispers to me “Goodnight” but I don’t feel the warmth of his breath on my ear because he isn’t here with me. I pull my blankets tightly around me and hold the bear he bought me close. I breathe in that familiar sent once more, and cling to the memories that flood my dreams. Until you come home to me once more…till than this will be ok…for now.
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