pillow iii.

i woke to your face –
at some point
overnight, you
took up permanent
residency in my throat.

i woke to his face –
the cat – pushing his way
into my field of view;
but we both knew
it was you i had dreamt of.

i woke and
breathed your name;
your name followed me
to the gym,
to work and home again.

i fall on to the heavy pillow
and finally let go:
in the end, we both knew
i loved my cat,
more than i ever loved you.

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