it is all a little --- without you.
I wouldn't say empty. necessarily.
just a little less
full.
of course I want to
get over you.
but when you're finally out
of my head
what beauty will there be left
in it?
for you are always the best thing,
the last thing,
on my always troubled mind.
and it is a little
???
without you --
and if I move on I might just get
a little bit lost
and a whole lot
of time.