When I opened my eyes I saw your face carefully watching me. I wiped the sleep from my eyes, expecting you to disappear once I could see more clearly. But as I pulled my hands away and looked you were still there, wearing a small smile; or at least the closest to a smile that you get. I became embarrassed as I wondered how long you'd been watching me sleep, and covered my face with a pillow as I giggled.
Where did you come from? How did you get here? Why didn't I even think of questioning at the time? Nothing was out of place. We were kids again, laughing, wrestling, as though nothing mattered. And we giggled my first sober day in weeks away, and slept more soundly than I had slept in years.
You have always been my biggest source of strength, and at the same time my greatest weakness. Every time I fall apart you have always appeared out of nowhere to put me back together. I just wish you wouldn't disappear again when the job is complete.
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