Monday, February 7, 2011
There was a time when I longed to sleep with you. After a day of struggling through the diversity of adversity I longed for your comforting support. I craved it, I needed it and you were always there.
I would close my eyes and lay my head on your firm body and the world would melt away. If I shed tears, you caught them. If I laughed, you supported my joy with jiggles of you your own. If I just wanted to sleep, my head I would lay upon you and close my eyes feeling safe.
Something has changed. Though each of us is older I never thought at this point we would be so far apart. You no longer feel the need to catch my tears. Should I find a reason to laugh, you just lay dormant. There is no jiggle from your body; in fact, you have no joy at all. When sleep is now what I require, the couch has become my home.
For when I sleep with you I feel the sorrow, I feel your loss of love. Your cold, limb shell lying there tells me all I need to know. Our bedroom ways have ceased to exist. What once was a warm, joyful haven; now is a cold, miserable tomb. My heart is broken.
What will I do this Valentine’s Day? Who will make me feel special and will I find such warm lovable support again?
Oh yes I will. You can just start now in preparing to be replaced. I want my bedroom to be a warm loving, supportive place and if it means replacing you so be it.
I will no longer awake with a stiff next or a headache. I will not sleep with a cold unsupportive bed partner. You my dear pillow have got to go. I hear Wal-Mart is having a sale on them.
My short little twist on what is the real pain in my neck. Sorry I was not around this weekend. The lovely cable company decided to do maintenance and my old router could not take it. I spent the weekend trying to get my network back.
I’m shooting for Wednesday to start something special here in blog world, so please check back.
Have to run to the pillow sale and get MS. Twister to the airport, everyone have a great start to the week.
PS Did you see the little Darth Vader commercial during the super bowl?