The Promised Sun

I’ve been awake all night without you, or it feels like all night. I snatched sleep in mouthfuls from the huge bowl of the darkness. It was never enough. Where I woke, I thought of you. Where I slept, I dreamt of you. Once I dreamed I walked past the road where you lived, and saw you, filling up your car as if for a long journey to which I’d never be in…