couldn’t sleep last night
I think I woke up shouting
too upset for words.

nothing that I want
save your sweet saving embrace.
Please save it for me.

days and nights apart
of quiet desperation
please remind me why -

Why can’t I come home
to find your half-read novel
thrown across my chair?

What’s so important
that I’ve chosen to lose you
day by day, slowly,

bright memories fading
beneath a quiet murmur
of Taiwanese grey?