Ya sitting in a single room,
                wishing it was inhabited
                 by the both of you..

But you sleep on that mattress
               meant for more than one.
               but a single thought lingers here.

You were meant to collude with more than
              singular moments.  
                             But you think alone.

Baby you were meant to be a memory,
              but know I lie here alone.
                     Knowing  your gone, I need you more..