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
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