Last night I awoke at 3 am
cold and all alone.
I got up and found the quilt that you made
and brought it back to bed.
I wrapped myself up in its warm embrace
and pretended it was your arms.
I know it’s crazy but at 3 am
who’s rational anyway?
It took you 2 years to make this quilt
working while I wasn’t home.
Stitching your heart into every seam
I still can feel that now.
You always said I was the hardest person
to buy a gift for.
Well, that was true and this was the best gift
you ever gave to me.
So I laid there for a while
until I fell back into sleep.
I dreamt of you as I so often do
I miss that smile on your face.
This morning I am listening to the rain
and it’s quiet steady song.
It feels like the tears I can no longer cry
yet I still can’t seem to move on.
On Valentine’s Day I told you I missed you
and that I hoped you’d found happiness.
You said thank you and hoped that I had too
this was the best end to us.
I can’t forget all the dreams that we shared
and I just can’t let them go.
Despite all the was wrong between us
I still feel moments like this.