lonely nights

At night I am alone. The love of my life works nights. He comes home and goes to bed and I don't get to say a word to him until he wakes up at around 3pm. I sometimes have a hard time getting to sleep. On the weekends when he gets home, I get to sleep in just long enough for us to hold each other. The sound of him breathing and his heart beating puts me right back to sleep. In his arms I feel safe.