There's an empty place at the table
in front of an vacant chair.
There's extra place on the couch
right beside mine.
There are plates and cups that have no use
and my closet has more room.
there are too many pillows
on the bed
and the house seems to echo
when I walk.
You are gone,
I'm missing you.

Dreams of you haunt my nights;
they seem more alive than I am.
I'm so lost and confused;
I feel something beside me,
it smells just like you.
Sleepy;
I put my arm around it,
ready for your loving.
I wake in tears though,
it's just your pillow.
You are gone,
I'm missing you.

There's a hollow place
inside me...
but I don't know where.
My hand is empty
when I walk,
and there is a space
in the crook of my arm
shaped just like you.
My life feels lifeless
with only me in it.
You are gone,
I'm missing you.