Love.

A bed that was once warm,

Our sanctuary:

The only place on earth

Where I wanted to be.

Now you can see your breath,

It's so damn cold

And those three magic words,

They're getting a little old.

You used to undress before me,

Drive me crazy with the show

But now you don't even look at me,

You don't want to know.

You just turn out the light,

Turn on your side

Leaving me to wonder how something so good could have died.