By MEGAN QUEVEDO
I haven’t had one of these in a long time.
Kind of headache where my bones hurt.
Slamming into my skull until I’m weak in the knees and sick to my stomach.
The kind that wake me up in the middle of the night,
And hang over my head all day like a mist.
Fuzzy little waves of emotions.
Tears fill me up as I remember the way you kissed my head and tucked me into bed.
I remember how soft you whispered my name as you wrapped me up in your arms and laid me on your chest.
Your heart beat so fast when I told you that I loved you.
You used to bring me tea.
In this cute little white cup with the daisies on the side,
And we would lay together in my lavender bed.
Sometimes I’d fall asleep,
Listening to you sing “Killing Me Softly” for the third time this week.
But when I opened my eyes…
The headache was always gone and you were always there.