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Your Side of the Bed

A poem for loving your bed without them

I used to lean against the warm corner, cozy

You wrapped me tight, securing me in my place, not daring to take my spot

It was easy to wake up and smile at your smile

The love was contagious

Until you slept in someone else’s bed 

Probably in the same position as ours

We went our ways and I found someone new

Only they didn’t take your side of the bed

I left that for me

They didn’t take your side because I was sad or sentimental

They didn’t take your side because I wanted to feel what it was like

With you gone, finally

Your side of the bed is no longer yours because I sleep on both sides, to be warm

Your side of the bed and your company is no longer needed

Only because I don’t need someone on your side of the bed

Your side of the bed is not yours, it’s mine, and always was

It took you being gone to know how special my bed still is

All cozy and warm

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