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That Was Easy

Such a simple answer to the coldness on that side of the bed. I have a heated mattress pad. This morning it occurred to me to switch that side of it on, and then slide my hand over there, imagining … Continue reading

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Pulling Up The Covers

when I first slept alone again after so many  years next to you, my broken heart  insisted I quickly  make the bed  the moment I  woke each morning, so I wouldn’t hurt each time through my bedroom  noticing how  perfectly your side … Continue reading

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The Cold Side

I pile things on the cold side of my bed, and rarely clean it off because it’s lonely when it’s empty. If you were here, you’d warm that side. As luck would have it, it’s the one you like to … Continue reading

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