Poe lay motionless beneath the covers, unable to find solace despite his weary bones and troubled mind. The words of separation he had been told hung heavily in the air, the silence serving only to remind him of your absence. Sleep avoided him as the night waned, but before he knew it, dawn had broken through the cracks in the curtains. Sighing, Poe lifted his phone, resigned to his fate but hopeful that things might be yet salvaged.

He missed you more than anything.