this bed
your side of the bed is getting cold.
the indention where our bodies used to lay
—so close we were practically one
—is now shaped only like me.
me lying flat on my back,
eyes trained on the ceiling,
averted from anything in...
the indention where our bodies used to lay
—so close we were practically one
—is now shaped only like me.
me lying flat on my back,
eyes trained on the ceiling,
averted from anything in...