your pjs and slippers are right were you left them
but it's not like your ever going to wear them.
i can't wear the jacket we fought over
cause it's one of the last things you wore.
everything's just how you left it, almost
your toothbrush is moved, and you dont have any roast.
i say good night and try to give you a kiss
your not here anymore so i always miss.
i cry almost every night because your not here
you can't hold me and wipe away these tears
make soup or wish away my fears.
remember when we'd go get china food on our days outt?
you said you loved are time together without a doubtt.