Give Me A Hug

Lying in bed, waiting for sleep to come.
It's no use.
Shutting out the constant barrage of thoughts and questions is futile tonight.
There are too many and they have ganged up on me when I'm weak...
Tonight I am on my weakest.

Where are you, soul mate, when I need you most?
You're many miles away, laying next to mine
While I lay in my own bed needing to feel your arms around me in a

healing
comforting
loving
embrace

the embrace that holds me perfectly
the perfect fit
the exact right tightness
erasing all the fear
and self-doubt
and fear
and frustration
and...
fear.

It's been a long time since I've needed your hug
so strongly that it brings tears to my eyes.
Tears that come silently
shhh... don't wake the sleeping body sharing my bed
don't let him see behind the mask -
he wouldn't like what he'd see.

If I concentrate - not even all that hard -
I can feel you holding me.
I really can.

I can feel how I fit
and how your arms reach around me
and how your hands rest on my waist,
fingers reaching all the way around in front.
I can feel your breath on my neck.
I can hear you whisper in my ear telling me

It's OK.
Be confident.
I love you.

Can we stay like that for a while...
forever?