I toss and turn
In this bed of feelings
I cannot discern
Pillow of your thoughts
Have kept me awake
And a blanket of your words
Have been playing in my head
I stare at the ceiling
A blank and empty space
Like my heart
A void that you can only fill in
I start to scribble your name
Hoping to find comfort in this game
But a lump in my throat started to sing
A grief-stricken ballad
Burning my skin
Bleeds my eyes
And I taste salt in my lips
Long have I been haunted by your absence
In between these sheets
But darling the night is long
A scarred morning I will mourn
That in her arms you belong