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Bedroom Pillow

He hasn’t been home for over a month. His blanket has been rolled and stuffed away in the cupboard, his wardrobe locked with all his clothes still inside and a small photo of his put on the bedside table… She never looks at the photo. She comes to bed but doesn’t sleep. I wait all night, but I don’t hear her voice. And every morning she gets out of bed looking as though she has aged many years.

With him, she was different. She would laugh hysterically one moment and sob wildly the next. And I hated him every time he made her cry. Today, however, I wish he did. For her sake, I wish she held me and cried all night…

-Bedroom pillow

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