just
the other day
although my thoughts of you
are still
in the grey.
It's been several months
in which
I've denied
the empty spot
of
the coldest side.
Your favorite pillow
I hugged
so tight.
How can I let
that feeling
out of my sight?
It took time
to allow me
out of this shell.
I finally threw away
the sheets
when they lost your smell.
It was cancer which laid you
down here
to die.
All of the stains
from tears
still ask why.
So it's hard to accept
as they carried you
away
that the darkness
would ever yield
to a brand new day.
I need to get on
with my life.
What else can I do?
I just made
my bed
without you.
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