I slept on the couch
in my living room tonight
because I hate how big my bed is.
It's meant for two and it's so empty without you.
The fragile doll I am breaks
beneath the weight of the sheets
just like I break with the weight of missing you.
So I'm lying on my couch trying to sleep
and remembering all the promises
I thought you would keep.
And maybe when I wake up I will smile and be okay.
So I lay awake from night until day
and no, I'm still not okay.


(e.a.h.)