The Opposite Side of the Bed

It's days like these that I need you by my side

Minutes pass, but they feel like hours

The opposite side of the bed is empty, but I picture you laying there 

Your brown eyes staring into mine

The air you breathe is slow and faint

We are inches away, but I feel closer than ever

Our hearts beat in sync to the sound of our love

My hand reaches for yours, but suddenly you fade away

You slip through my fingers and vanish in the still air

I watch as you leave the room leaving only your scent on the sheets