I keep trying to ignore it but there is something missing. Some vital peace of my heart is gone. Its hard to even sleep most nights. The empty space in my bed now filled with an overly affectionate cat is a constant reminder of the lovers who once shared this bed with me. My thoughts begin to drift. Remembering fractions of the past. A kiss, a stare, the way it feels to be held tightly in her arms. I miss love. I miss being wanted and needed. I want to feel again but there is nothing. Just an empty space where she used to be.
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