Evermore

Here alone

Blood Sport blaring

Your side of the bed smells like you

But it’s not your side

Is it?

Just an empty side

That you occupied for a minute

And I don’t even want you here

And the tears don’t come

And the pain

The pain just laughs at me

I knew all along

Could have written this ending long ago

Yet here I am

Trying to hold on to a smell