Me without You
25 Aug 2007 | poetry musicNot used to sleeping alone.
It gets so hard to close my eyes in the dark.
When I know your gone…
I feel your pillow next to me
Try to believe it’s you enough to dream.
Every morning I wake up alone.
I try instead to pull myself out of bed.
When I know your gone…
The distance between you and me
Grows far beyond a point that I can see.
Not used to being alone.
You look the same, but there’s dust on the frame
Since you’ve been gone.
Our wedding photos on the wall
Are memories too painful to recall.