It's 6:34am
I turn over in bed
open my eyes
remembering how you layed there
with your messy hair
and your deep, rough voice
that whispered
"good morning darling"

It's 3:15pm
 I'm making a coffee and
remember how you giggled
about something negligible
think about
how cute your smile was 
and remember
how you wraped your arms around my waist
and kissed me on my neck

It's 11:15pm
I'm lying in my bed
thinking about the way you
stroke my head
that made me think that
everything
would be okay

It's 2:59am
And everything I can think about
is you


But you are not here
you are not here
Damn, you are not here.