The morning is cold. My cat lays at my feet whilst I stay here, tucked under the down filled comforter from Christmases ago. I hear my boyfriend happily snoring in the guest room. Glad to be asleep after the hike I put him through at the falls yesterday.
I feel content knowing he is visiting, but there is a fear in me because in no time at all, he will leave me and go home. I will be lonely again.