Bed

The other side of the bed
Where no one lays
Still remains empty
Sheets cold and undisturbed, nowadays

I often look over and wonder
Will that space ever be occupied
Will someone ever be there
Laying by my side

Reaching over, feeling nothing
I am quickly made aware
It’s just me, still alone
Not a soul, not anywhere

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