House is not a Home

Without you here

There is no warmth

The light that would blind

Has been extinguished

A cold side of the bed

I can’t get you out of my head

Wherever I turn

You are there

But you’re not

The walls are empty

And the joy has been cleaned out

The happiness here has been boxed up

And sealed tight with tape and tears

I yearn

For you

To come back

All that is here

Just objects with no meaning

This house is not a home

Without you in it