I still sleep on the right side of the bed,
I know you liked the left.
And when night falls,
I remember those calls,
And I convince myself you’re running late,
Working at a job I know you hate.
But you do it for me,
And for now, that’s how it has to be.
This house was once filled with laughter-
Overflowing with “happily ever afters.”
Now, the silence pierces my ears.
You have manifested my worst fears.
I wake, and make us both coffee…
Get the paper-I grab you a copy.
And when I’m laying in bed at nght,
I still talk to you-
Wondering if you hear me-but I know you do.
Because I feel you here,
And when I’m scared, I still pull you near.
It’s too bad that they don’t see,
You’re a part of me.
They don’t feel you like I do,
Telling me to start anew.
But, to me, you’re more alive than ever,
And I know our souls will never sever.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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