“If two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?” – Ecclesiastes 4:11
“Yea we were dying of frustration
But she is not here with me tonight. She gives breath to these sheets, and without her they are what they are: lifeless! The next couple of hours, as if they are not ungodly enough, will be fraught with tossing, sneezing, shivering and yearning. If the longing doesn’t kill me before dawn, then maybe nothing will. We have exchanged four sets of text messages already, but the mental images of her as she closes her eyes and takes me in just go on to make me lonelier. I guess I will just grab my Bible and try to digest a few verses, knowing that I will probably doze off before letter becomes spirit. I will wake to a sugary text message, and that “have a great day Baby” call is going to come in, but the warmth that comes from all that pales in comparison to what I feel when I open my eyes to a new day, Idongesit lying next to me.