the night i spent without you
tossing and turning through
my dreamless sleep
or was it my sleepless dream
my body aching in the ways it knew
but i didn't feel right
the night i spent without you
because you were left
on the disconnected
cold end of a line of
missing communication
we didn't fit
and pieces silently crumbled
to the floor of my carpeted
stone cold room
while you were nothing like you wanted to be
look to me for your reason
but i have no answers
i barely know a question
much less what to say but
i would have stayed with you
in your bean bag way
half on the tile
all night
as long as it took
but instead i'm climbing into bed to begin
the night i spent without you