Tonight we cried
Asleep wed rather be
Alone we feel
And cold we are

4 pillows beofre
2 pillows now
One sheet we shared
AN alone figure we feared

Body warmth we had
Chills down my spine I have
Your legs i felt
But now everything has left

Interwined spoken dreams
Whislt our reality need not speak
Dreamt as one
But awoken with none

Wole I was
But alone now I am

When 2 became 1, then 1 became none!

Shana Abela
Rain of Sunshine