Insomnia

I can't sleep.

I'll lay there for hours and hours. Tossing and turning. It's not that I'm uncomfortable, it's just that sleep will not come. I stare at him alot during these times when rest eludes me. I just look at him, at his sleeping face, the peace and the innocence that is present. He looks so perfect during those hours. I put my hand on his face and he always leans into it, his subliminal mind reacting to my touch. I hate that I won't be able to do that soon. I hate that on the nights that I can't sleep during a deployment, I won't have him to stare at. I won't have him next to me. I think that is one of the hardest parts of him being gone. Sleeping alone.