I’m sitting in a suffocating silence
In my car
Unable to drag myself inside
Into a house that’s not mine
Into a bed we don’t share
To be alone again
I’m waiting for the day where
The things I do aren’t about you
But old habits die hard
And just like I still reach to pull back the hair that is gone
Reality is the empty space between my fingers
Between me and the ocean of an empty bed
Drowning in the space you left for me
To learn how to swim in