She approaches the vacant bed
On all of the late nights
For him to crawl in next to her
And wrap his arms around her
A warmth that only he could provide
He did this to himself
As she climbs inside
Pulls the freshly laundered sheets up to her neck
Where they lie
With a cold but comforting touch
I’m here for you
As she creates her linen cocoon
And drifts to sleep
11 thoughts on “Vacant”
This poem is making me tear up a little. Great job.
This is a very beautifully written poem!
Such a heartfelt piece, profoundly beautiful
Good stuff, brah.
Like it very much.
Better off without him – but can she accept that?
Great poem, the title is perfect! Glad I stumbled across this.
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It’s like a nice little goodbye to that emotionally unavailable guy. I know how that feels! The bed’s roomier and possibly more comfortable with just one person in it anyway