I got so use to falling asleep on your chest
That since you left my nights have been
Nothing but constant tossing and turning.
I clutch my chest where my heart is located
And feel this emptiness that consumes me
I got use to waking up to your tickles and your smile
And you planting seeds of kisses throughout my body
Now I wake up cold and sad and angry
I looked forward to what the day would bring
With you filled with so much joy
Now this house has the echo of your laughter
And the essence of a body that is no longer here.