I wanted to sleep through the anniversary of one year, but Zoya apparently wants to stay up all night.
So now it has been more than a year since our last text.
I want to be asleep by 1:00. By the time the gun went off.
I want to be asleep at 2:00 when the pronounced you dead.
And 4:00 when I realized you were home and 6:00 when the ME called.
I need to sleep through this night so I don’t stop breathing.
It is the last first. So I’ll remember your bright eyes that told me you loved me, your big feet that made me feel grounded, and your heart that wanted a baby girl more than anything in the world.