After two months of you being gone...
I noticed the grass is starting to turn green.
You show up in my dreams almost every night.
I'm ok with getting rid of your underwear
But your shirts are all still sitting here.
I'm ok by myself but I am lonely
Does that make sense?
I've filed this years income taxes.
When I am the only one home
I want to call out your name
Just to hear myself say it out loud
But I don't cuz I'd feel embarrassed.
The camper sits idle in the driveway
And I think I need to sell it
The dream of us traveling in it after retirement
Is no longer a reality for me alone.
The dog doesn't wait for you to come home anymore
And she now hogs your side of the bed.
I've taken to drinking wine every night
It helps me sleep but I feel crappy the next day.
No one touches me like you used to
And it's driving me mad.
I miss you.
