You walk with me you know, still.
Where I breathe and feel so too do you.
You hide, in every shadow I cast,
You linger in my nose and mouth,
In the waiting room, you accompany me.

And so I am never alone, you live in me,
As I lived in you, inseparable.
So when I lie to sleep, or think,
You lie with me, warming the other pillow,
And it is not with guilt, but with love.

In the knowledge and comfort that you warm,
That corner saved always for you.
Where love blossoms and cherishes
Each passing day as though it were its last.
Or as though it is its last.