as i watch the sky turns from bright blue to dark and gray...
and the tears inevitably come.
wishing the weekend would never end.
days full of favorites and sunshine.
carefree.
walking.
laughing.
lazy.
just to be next to you.
already missing the part of my life that leaves a hole in my chest all week long.
a tight fist gripping.
pain impairs any attempt at a deep breath.
when monday morning comes,
there's no looking back.
just work and think and run.
but sunday nights...
i can't help but cry.
every single time.
just letting the tears stream down my cheeks.
determined to make it through this week.
(painting 'night window' by ian darragh)
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