Our bed is lonely without you
I reach to your side
In hopes that it’s not true

But you’re not there
The tears overwhelm me
As I cry about how it’s unfair

I should be wrapped in your arms
Intoxicated by your scent
Bewildered by all your chivalry and charm

We are temporarily apart
The house feels empty
And there is this ache in my heart

I hate these times so much
Longing for the days
Of your sweet smile and gentle touch

So I lay here in our half empty bed
With my hands resting on your pillow
Wishing you were there resting your head