You leaving was like when someone leaves your bed slowly.
The warmth hovers around and it envelopes your every need for the minutes that it settles.
But slowly time creeps by and the cold air replaces everything you thought it was.
You’re stuck there staring at the blank walls
And the sun illuminating your lips whispering to you that it’s another day.
Reality slaps the smiles that arise as your thoughts take over your pure mind.
Again, it’s that **** cold air that brings the reminder that you’re gone.