I make the bed.
\nMy perfectly made bed.
\nThe sheets are all clean, smooth and straight.
\nThe hospital corners folded just right.
\nThe pillows are stacked and the duvet is smoothed.
\nJust as I like it.
\nJust perfect.
\nI get into my perfectly made bed at night but it isn\u2019t perfect anymore.
\nThere are no long limbs with boney knees intruding over onto my side to push away.
\nThere are no warm welcoming arms to hold me.
\nNo lover to warm the evening chill as I drift off to sleep.
\nI curl up on my side and read my book.
\nTrying to get warm I flick the electric blanket on, and then off again as I overheat unnaturally.
\nWaiting for tiredness to overcome me.
\nWaiting for sleep to envelope my loneliness.
\nEventually the book hits the floor and I sleep.
\nIn the darkness of early morning I wake.
\nMy perfectly made bed is still relatively undisturbed.
\nI toss, I turn, I try unsuccessfully to go back to sleep, just for a few more hours.
\nBut it\u2019s all wrong.
\nThere are no encompassing arms to hold me.<\/p>\n
No warm chest to lie my head on.
\nNo early morning loving
\nNo one to talk to.
\nThe thoughts that I would\u2019ve talked to you about are just left to swirl around in my head.
\nNo release for them.
\nMy stomach is tight.
\nI feel sick and tense.
\nThe unbidden tears fall.
\nI then hate my perfect bed.
\nI hate that your long skinny legs haven\u2019t kicked the sheets out from the perfectly tucked in ends.
\nI hate that you haven\u2019t pulled the blankets in and rolled them around you and left me with not a lot on my side.
\nI hate that I can\u2019t yank the bedding back off you and then snuggle in against your cosy warm form.
\nI hate that you are not here to wreck the entire bed with total abandon to make love to me.
\nI hate that I don\u2019t have to make the bed again in the morning.
\nI hate that you are not here to tease me about my OCD bed-making skills.
\nI give up trying to sleep.
\nThe dawn is breaking so I leave my perfectly made bed.
\nUntil tonight when the anguish of sleeping in a perfectly made bed starts all over again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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