The pillow is waiting
to fill my heart with aching,
the scent from it fading
that once held your sweet perfume.
Nightly it’s recreating
in my mind ......endless gloom,
when I enter our room
one half of our bed
is my side where all
my loneliness looms,
the other half
which was your side,
is now a vast, empty tomb.
Cause it holds no body
it cradles nobody......
when the light of the moon
through the window resumes.
Spotlighting your loss
that pillow's my albatross
but I can’t bring myself
to just throw it away,
I’d be left one less pillow
while the emptiness stayed.
Haunting me every day
when I rise to go on
knowing that you are gone,
you packed your bags
and moved on
never saying a word
after years…it’s absurd.
You took everything else
but that damn pillow that serves
as a painful reminder,
of your beauty it cushioned
and it still has the dents
from where your head, positioned
dreamed away the last night
that you lay next to me,
when you offered just silence
and no ecstasy.
Holding tight to your secret
that you were setting me free,
with no damn just cause
at least none I can see.
We both shared a love
most days so pleasantly,
but...but then you became distant
just before you took off
and my attempts to reach you
were so softly blocked.
I just thought
it was something
that was not about me
they say love can be blind
and you proved it to me.
Leaving nothing but that pillow
which means nothing to me
it’s not flesh, it can't talk
and it can’t comfort me
In my acres of bed
under much colder sheets.
With one side left fallow
except for your pure, white pillow
that looks like a marshmallow
but it holds nothing sweet,
cause we no longer meet
in between our two pillows
sharing kisses so sweet
sharing kisses so sweet.....
So tonight I will take it
down the drive to the street
walking ever so slowly
on my reluctant feet,
Let it snow, let it rain,
let it be soaked in sleet,
till it’s off to a landfill
and my life is emptied,
of the final reminder
of how you up and left me…………baby
how you up and left me? ! ?
Incredibly stellar Music
Composed & played by-
Ingvar Tautra-©-2022
Vocals & Lyrics Sung &
Written by- Matthew F. Blowers III
at Art~whimiscally Yours Studio
©-2022-all rights reserved but
you can have that damned pillow
Photo by-Elina Upmane at: Unsplash.com
