Tonight,
as I entered my bed
I was unable to find
warmth.
Snowy white sheets
and a frozen pillow,
permeated by an autumn chill
were all I could find.
And my body shivered
During summers
sweltering nights,
aroused by heat,
I would stretch and
reach for the
cool comfort
found on your
empty side of the bed.
Now all I find there
is nothing.
No comfort
No warmth
No one
So I lay on my side
wrapped in my own cocoon
facing your empty space
and yearn for someone
to warm the void.
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