Broken heart

The moonlight lights up my room tonight,
and the stars are peeping through the midnight clouds desperately trying to shine bright.
The silence is almost deafening, filling my heart with anguish and fright,
As I lie on your side and bury my head deep into your pillow, I pray for just one whiff, one more touch from the lost love I used to know.

And while I lay silently asking for a sign, that you’re here with me in spirit and in mind,
I listen for your noise, touch or your figure moving in my sight.
But as all hope is drained from me and I realise I’m on my own,
I feel your warm breath on my neck and your arms around my soul.
And with my last breath it fills the cold winter air, I drift of with you to the unknown and leave my broken heart in our bed.