deb my heart sags within me,
lungs unwilling to take it in
while eyes give unabashedly-
the lingering warmth of your embrace
engulfs me and begins to fade...

-just makes this hollow imprint
(where you slept just beside me)
grow slowly cold,

your pillow and keys,
left behind to ensure
your return (quickly...quickly...)
call to me,
taunting, "he left, he left, haha"
the cat looks up in empathy
as i see your pillow here
in your place
and begin to cry (yes, again)
your music floats on ribbons of air
perfumed by vanilla candles,
trying to tell these lonely ears
you will return.
all i know is i miss you-

i miss making sense...

what's it to you?
who go