every night,

i lay in bed,

reminiscing,

thinking back to the nights we shared,

under the bedsheets,

our legs tangled,

our breaths colliding,

heart beating at the same pace,

whispering about the things we were afraid of,

whispering about what we were insecure of,

whispering-- just whispering because we didn't want anyone hearing us.

but now, you're gone and i'm cold,

the duvet does nothing to bring me warmth like you,

the pillow does nothing to wipe away the endless waterfall of tears like you,

the music does nothing to drown out the sound of my heart breaking.

now that you're gone, and i'm broken,

i don't think i want to see tomorrow ever again.