When I blink I can almost see the things I wish I had thought. I am most definitely small. Smaller than that, even.

You suggested we cuddle

Collide, curl, comfort, et cetera

And I stood beside the bed wondering... where is a pillow

For MY head

O so cold, my arm like lead

And I’m certain within minutes you’d be asleep

Anyway

Contentedness is rarely a two-way street

Especially when someone else can fall asleep so easily

So there weighed options and opted to opt out

Cold and knowing I’d be awake until I could find

Something warmer than an accusation

For making up difficulties

Because sleeplessness and pain

Make me right now real