The bed is empty.
The house holds a void.
There is a quiet that rings through its whole expanse.
I don’t feel you anymore.
I don’t see you anymore.
I miss you more than I thought I would
I know I’m not supposed to say that, but I do anyway.
You kept my hands busy.
You kept my brain anxious.
You kept my heart beating for a certain type of love.
You were my compani…
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