There is a space on your side of the bed
I reach over and caress the empty space wishing you could feel my touch.
Just like your side of the bed I feel empty inside
I miss your laugh
The way your brows seem to meet when you get excited.
This house feels unbalanced without your presence
I miss taking in your fragrance
The scent you leave upon my skin
If I could only get back that scent
I would never take another bath
I don't want to wash it away
I don't want you to fade.
I relive memories trying to feel closer to you
They are all I have now
Your side of the bed is still empty
Waiting for you to come home.
