Our Bed

I still sleep,
as if you were still here,
I keep your space open,
In hopes that somehow,
someway,
you may come home
i know It's dumb,
to hope for the impossible.
They all say i should just try again.
that you're gone,
and can't come back,
But i can't.
Even if i heard it from you too,
you're all I've known,