Poetry Time Again

Love Loss

He comes home every night,
And meets me already sleeping.
This way I can cry all my tears
Without him seeing any of them.
I felt him look at me,
And I know he saw
My slow slumber breathing.
But if he had look at my face,
He would see that my eyes
Are shut too tight to be gently sleeping.
I felt his body come next to mine.
I felt no heat, no warmth, no love.
Time has passed since he held me.
Time has passed since he talked to me.
But I am not in denial.
I know that the love we had is no more.
I wished that he can confirm my feeling.
That way I know my reality true.
That way I can sleep knowing the full truth.