4 February 2013
So much I have yet to say, I have yet to find a way, Would I could just tell you all, Afraid I am that you won't call.
The phone is silent, Landline dead, Regretting all I did and said.
The bed is empty, Without you there, No tangled muss of your red hair.
The kitchen's quiet, Bathroom's gone, Wishing I knew what went wrong.
The porch is colder, My heart is cold, Without you with me, I grow old.
Without You • Opuss № I