I fell asleep waiting for your hug

I fell asleep waiting for your hug

As I lay in bed, the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through my window, I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. The day had been long and exhausting, filled with the hustle and bustle of everyday life. All I wanted in that moment was the comfort of your arms wrapped around me, providing me with a sense of security and warmth.

I closed my eyes, trying to imagine the feeling of your embrace. The way your arms would envelop me, pulling me close to your chest. The way your heartbeat would lull me into a peaceful slumber, the rhythm of your breathing syncing with mine. I could almost feel the weight of your body against mine, the gentle rise and fall of your chest as you held me close.

But as the minutes turned into hours, I realized that you were not there. The bed felt empty and cold without you by my side. I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to ease the ache in my heart. I longed for the simple pleasure of your touch, the reassurance of your presence.

And so, exhausted from the day's events and the weight of my own thoughts, I succumbed to sleep. I drifted off into a restless slumber, my dreams filled with images of you and the warmth of your embrace. In that moment, I fell asleep waiting for your hug, hoping that when I woke, you would be there beside me, ready to wrap me in your arms and chase away the loneliness that had settled in my soul.

But as the morning light filtered through the curtains, I awoke to find that you were still not there. And though the ache in my heart remained, I knew that one day, I would feel the comfort of your hug once again. Until then, I would hold onto the memory of your embrace, letting it carry me through the lonely nights and into the promise of a new day.