I knew you meant your favourite
The one I gave you as a gift
The one you never sleep without now
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I knew you meant your favourite
The one I gave you as a gift
The one you never sleep without now
…
I wake late to find him gone again
Boots gone with him, but favourite things remaining
While my husband’s in the kitchen cooking dinner
I’m calculating how many grams of rice I’ll eat
Budgeting the results of his care
Fretting over the mass I could be feeding
…
I learned something important about myself today.
I need a best friend. Without one, I don’t feel whole.
I squint against tears:
your heart under winter’s glare
has come back to me
I hold my tongue in a vice
Speaking only in my head
Not wishing to start fires
I may not be able to extinguish
Wishing I could remind you…
Since you climbed in here over a decade ago
The world is different
My world is different
Your existence colours everything I see around me
He gives me so many things, least of all the homemade bread.