the couch…

we used to sit on the couch and watch TV…start in the evening with news and by the time the late show came on she’d be fast asleep in my arms…all curled-up like a cat…stretched over to place a blanket on her…lifted her head just a bit to put a pillow underneath…mumbled in her sleep…some kind of dream she was having…

she’d sleep till about 3 in the morning…me…I stayed awake the whole time…stroking her blonde hair…thinking how lucky I was to have this woman laying in my lap…eyes closed…thought she was at peace…

one night she stopped sleeping on the couch…would get tired and turn in early back in the bedroom…I’d walk in and see her tangled up in blankets…didn’t want to disturb her…

so…I stayed on my side of the bed and she stayed on hers…tried to hold her sometimes…she’d just shake me off…stopped talking in her sleep…laid there in silence…our whole life became silence…

after a while I stopped going back to the bed…stayed on the couch all night with the sound down on the television…pictures flashing through air as my eyes blinked in and out of a daze…didn’t bother turning it off…kept me company…

I miss the days of her being curled-up on the couch…I miss her…

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