Cold To The Touch

Cold To The Touch

Enter the room

The lights are dim

It’s a bedroom

The shell for a soul

Lays on the bed in peace

I pull the covers off of the shell

I then realize, it’s an empty shell

The lights are off

The emptiness screams at me

I touch the shell

Usually warm, this time, it’s cold

My lover

The one who held my trust

My soul

My only endearment

Has died