the sun welcomes new beginnings
as it wakes me up every morning,
reminiscent of the days with you

the other side of the bed feels empty
and the coffee i attempt turns bitter
but it was perfect when we made it together

the scent of breakfast may fill the space
but the portions have split in half
because only one of us remains

the thoughts of when you were here,
they never fail to haunt me
and i constantly wonder what made us grow apart