Awakening, my brain still fuzzy <br />Stretching, my body stiff from sleep <br />Reaching, my hand touches cold pillow <br />Remembering, you are no longer there <br /> <br />Opening, my eyes see the bareness beside me <br />Longing, my arms ache to hold you <br />Knowing, I mean nothing to you <br />Wondering, where you are now. <br /> <br />Musing, will I find love again?<br /><br />Jen Fuller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ing-poem/
