I sleep closer
to the edge of the bed
so I don't see the space
you've left behind

I dive deeper
in my fantasy
to push you further
into the back of my mind.

I watch the waves
rollover each other
and try not to envision
our own destructive habit.

I fight these memories
in my head
bottle-bottoms harness strength
for me to brave it.

In time I'll walk
back on dry land
and a path of my own
I'll try to find.

If only I can wipe you off,
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.