Tormented

Restless nights in bed

Tossing my weary head,

Sweating in the hot heat

Soaking my silky sheet.

 

Uncomfortable moments

With untimely movements,

And as I lie in sad despair,

I wonder would Clare care.

 

I reminisce our history,

A loving romantic story

Cut short by my mentality –

A saddening grave reality.

 

I long for loving again

And for her to remain

In a lasting relationship

Full of sincere courtship.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 11/03/2017

 

An edited piece.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.