The Soft, Pale Terry Robe

 The soft, pale terry robe wraps her in the warmth and comfort of familiarity, yet the physical relief does nothing to assuage the feelings of being alone and far from the familiar source that brings warmth and comfort to her being.

 The misplaced part of her reckons a void deep within her heart that no creature comfort can address.  The missing part within her allows for no mercy to be applied as though there could be a balm to replace that which is not with her. 

  Oh to be with the one she loves, the one with whom she has shared as many memories of laughter, awe, peace and inspiration as she has received the gift of his presence.  Oh to be with the one she loves, the one with whom she has shared as many events of pain, angst, fear and rejection as she has been the recepient of his strength. 

 The tear-stained, soft, pale terry robe wraps her in the warmth and comfort of familiarity, yet the physical weight does nothing to lighten the ache of her heart. 

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