Never Been Easy

The warmth trickles into her system like shower droplets, sliding slowly through her veins, blooming into a familiar tingle on the skin.

She could feel his arms around her again, his breath upon her neck. She could almost hear him say something as he exhales.

But nothing.

She opens her eyes, closes them again, choosing to remain in a placewhere he still loves her.

Where he exists.

. . . . .

There are days she refuses sleep to come and wield its power over her. The darkness is a double-edged...