missing kissing

at what point exactly i stopped sleeping alone completely that i didn't even notice

the one night away in the hills, i still found company in the morning, and was stuck there for the next few hours

i might have just cuddled my way to the top that day, but i fled the crime scene quickly for a while

i can start the games again once i get back

but the early morning kisses now that i miss, the butterfly steps on my shoulders and back, on my neck and chest, the endless little remembrances of sharing all the warmth

missing from every morning, and having oriental music and rare breakfasts instead

and just obligations