AWZ - Deniz/Roman
I wake up and you’re not dead. That’s the blessing and the curse of this accident.
But the thing is, something other than my memory must know you’re gone because now when I wake up I savour the thought of you.
I think of pulling you in and kissing you a sleepy good morning or just rolling over completely on top of you to stop you getting up at all. Stay in bed with me today, I think.
It’s glorious in a way it wasn’t when it was our everyday.
So I must know, underneath the forgetting, that you’re gone.