Ache.
I cannot explain to you what is left
All I know is that the emptiness remains
Waking up hollow, forlorn
Reaching for the comfort of your skin
The sheets lay cold next to me
Still folded, smelling like sleep and summer
I breathe you in deeply
Tears fill my tired eyes, I never cry
Nothing changes, everything stays the same
The quiet night is a constant reminder of what I lost
You got out before I could
Low clouds mope around gray, melancholy
Wishing for sunlight to burn them away
The memory of being whole prevents recovery
I turn over and allow dreams of other dimensions
To take hold and spirit my soul to you