I didn't mind the cold weather until
you left for work for the week
left me shivering in my own
skin and bones
It wasn't until I awoke,
not to the smell of
your morning coffee
but having to get up and make
my own ****** coffee
Having to find things to
fill my day
like my weekends when
they are filled with you,
waking up late with the warmth
of your body close to mine
to homemade breakfast with
the right kind of coffee,
yours.
I want to live in my weekends
everyday,
and everyday you are gone
my days are filled with
the thoughts of you
and your name written on my
coffee stained paper.
Come home soon, I miss you.