I'm lying in bed,
but I can't seem to sleep.
My mind is too busy,
my memories are too strong.
I can almost feel you next to me,
your arms wrapped around my waist.
I can almost hear you whispering,
telling me I'm safe.
These memories, they are taunting me,
keeping me awake all night,
taking advantage of the only time
I'm not so busy that they can't get out.
I can almost feel your legs,
intertwined with mine.
I can almost feel your heartbeat,
beating a steady rhyme.
I'm tossing and turning,
the minutes are ticking by.
I'm waiting for the morning,
when I know I'm safe for a while.
I can almost feel your fingers,
running up and down my arm.
I can almost hear your breathing,
the sound keeping me calm.
The night is still and silent,
my soft cries are the only sound,
but I bury my face in my pillow,
I will suffer in silence.
I can almost feel your lips,
the kisses I love so much.
I can almost hear your sighs,
caused by my soft touch.
But I finally fall asleep,
though it's restless to be sure,
and I wake up in the morning,
just to go through it again that night.
Honorable mention
Adding your comment:
I really hope you are able to get around to writing your own poem like this, it was such a release for me and I'm sure it would be for you 
