It doesn’t matter
Lately
Where in my
Bed
I fall asleep

I wake up on
Your side

Actively
Seeking you
In my
Unconscious

Like I
Resist
In my
Waking

It’s not even mine
Anymore

Once a possessively held
Haven
It’s now your bed

I borrow it
Furtively and
Apologetically

And move away
From it
Stealing a sidelong glance
Of where you
Remain
Missing

lonelybed

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