In your bed

So, I slept in your bed last night.
It was so comfortable, it smelt like you.

So, I did my laundry at your place last night.
Your drier is efficient, and my clothes smell like you.

So, I ate your food last night.
It was delicious, I made a pancake in your likeness.

So, I sat on your couch last night.
When something on t.v. made me laughed I turned to the spot where you sit.

But you weren't there. And through all these things I missed you.

My clean laundry in a pile on your bed.

My dirty dishes piled beside your sink.

Secretly I wished that these could be our messes. And I smiled.

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