She's gone, slipped away
She left me with a shirt
Worn the night before
Her scent mingles in it
More than just her perfume, her sweat
The scent of her, her natural smell
I breath deeply inhaling it
As if to hold on once more
Silently she rose from the bed
Dressed except her shirt
Which she left upon the pillow she laid her head on
Silently she slipped out the door
Leaving my sleeping form
As I dreamed of a future that could never be
She's gone, slipped away
I awoke with the sun's first rays
Eager to start my day with her by my side
I rolled over to reach for her
Hold her close, only touching upon cold empty air
And she was....

awsome write

that's beautiful.

Awesome but one can feel the lonelyness within when arms
outstretch to grab only air.

so sad to roll over to hold onto someone and that person isn't there.. beautiful writing..