Cause the bed was just too big with out you
Your scent was still on the blanket
And the satin sheets reminded me of your skin
And I miss the feel of you against me
Like a quilt on a cold December night
And I miss the slow rise and fall of our chests
Like the lulling ebb and flow of the ocean
And I whispered to the darkness
Every thought that came to mind
As they were born within my heart
And the sweet nothings were lost
To the empty space where your photo use to be.
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