Me,
you,
this room that once was cold,
it got warmer with our breaths.
You're gone now.
You left me on this bed,
I'm hugging my knees.
All is left of you is your scent,
it's soaked into my skin
like water into a sponge.
I hope it will never fade away,
because that's all I've got left of you.
I can still hear the echo of our laughter,
loud and bright,
but inside me just sorrow.