and I can’t cope.
The lack of movement in this house
has me destroyed.
I keep looking over
expecting the views to change.
But everything remains
eerily the same.
My eyes trace the spot
where your body was warm.
My feet stay rooted
right into the floor.
Unable to move,
unable to change.
Hoping if I don't blink
i'll see you again.
My mind doesn't hold
the things that I know.
I can't hold back time
and keep it from its flow.
Life has lost and
now you're gone.
Everything feels
off kilter and wrong.
You're no longer making
imprints in my bed.
Footprints that now run
inside of my head.
I hope that you remember
how you were loved.
I hope that I remember
that I was deeply loved.
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