There's a split in the seam that I can't bare to mend,

With worn flowers dancing across the hem.

The weight drags it down so the waist is threadbare,

But it means everything today.

Because it reminds me of sitting anxiously on the couch,

Watching the hands of my watch tick slowly around.

I remember you arrived not long after that.

And it meant everything to me.

We sat around the table and we laughed and we smiled.

It felt like seconds but it was more than a while.

I had the sweetest of dreams for I knew you were all there.

And it's everything I believe.

This morning I wept when i woke up in this place.

None of you are here and I'm drowning in space.

It's just not the same and I miss it all so,

You're all my everything.