Friday, February 12, 2010

empty.

is the feeling of coming home everynight to an empty house
the empty parking space where his car used to be
an empty chair where he always puts his wet towels on
the empty ashtrays without his cigarette butts
an empty table where he always puts his keys, phone and wallet
an empty cup where his toothbrush used to be
the empty spot where his shoes used to be
his empty laundry basket and his empty side of the closet
the empty spot where his toiletries used to be
his empty side of the bed, where he used to sleep everynight =/

an empty space in my heart, which he used to fill.

the emptiness he left behind when he walked away reminds me painfully, over and over again of how lonely and empty i feel right now. a part of me is gone, because he took it with him when he left. i'm just so tired. of crying and i cant anymore.

i miss him bad. so bad.

i dont want and i cant sleep alone in this cold empty bed without him. come back. please.

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