They lay. Both of them, but not in each other’s arms. It is him laying next to her. The bed that once harbored moans of passion and nights holding and dreaming as one body, pure love, now holds two strangers. Two strangers separated by ten years of memories. Both of them, eyes closed, beg their bodies to fade into dreaming. Hoping their souls absorb the love that may still reside within the fabric of the sheets that now only catch their tears.  
Maybe if we sleep, we will wake up from this nightmare and be us, what we were when we first fell into each other. May we fall into slumber as you and me, and wake up to us, realizing it was all a horrible dream. 


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