I can't sleep

I hate the night.
The world is at peace, resting, quiet, and here I am, alone, with my thoughts.
My mind races.
What should be different.
I know. She should be here.
But I am alone. My bed cold and empty, to large for just one.
My arms ache to hold her.
My head to lay on her breast.
Hear her heartbeat.
Wisper, I love you, as I feel her breath on my cheek.
I pretend it's OK all day long.
I can't pretend at night.
I want her next to me.