• I can’t taste
    Sleep means nothing
    All colors seem gray
    The sun just makes me cold
    I don’t turn my phone on
    I know you won’t call
    You won’t text me
    Why would you?
    You left

    Your drawer is empty
    Your side of the closet is empty
    Only my shoes are by the door
    Your side of the bed is always made
    I don’t have to do your laundry
    And there’s always leftover dinner

    I can’t hate you
    I’ve tried
    I’ve tried burning your picture
    But I could never harm that beautiful face
    If I were to see you on the street
    I would hide my face
    I know I shouldn’t
    But I can’t help it
    I still love you.