The top right drawer of my dresser
Used to be a home for my clothes.
Then it became a home for yours.
              It's always empty now.

                       The right side of my bed
Used to be my favorite side.
I'd let you have it on nights you'd stay.
               It's always empty now.

           The right chambers of my heart
Still fill with blood from my veins.
But you claimed some space in there.
              It feels a bit emptier now.

                                     nothing has felt
                                        quite right
                    since you left.