You’re the last thing on my mind
As I drift to the land of dreams
And the first thing every morning
When I open my eyes it seems
Like you have woken up early
But the silence it fills the room
And the side of your bed is empty
Though I still make the bed for two
How I yearn to hold your hand
How I yearn to with cuddle you
As we fall asleep together
That’s the thing I look forward to
But you are no longer here
Only memories that float in my head
For now I’ll take that over nothing
Though I wish you were here in our bed
Written September 25, 2025
© 2025 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.
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