As I lie a bed at night, your shade lies there beside me.
It keeps me tossing and turning, mind consumed by the what if’s.
In my sleepy half waking I see the ghost of your smile,
I sense the heat of your presence, feel the sigh of your breath.
But come the dawn I find cold flat sheets, see no shape on your pillow.
Your spirit fled in the night, left me alone in the cold dawn light.
As I lie there, still and staring, my hand resting on empty space.
I think then of telling you, of just letting you know.
Of how much I still love you, but I’m scared you already know