The alarm does not stir you
Still asleep when I leave

Arriving at work
I am greeted
By you staring
With photograph eyes

Your favourite soup
Is the days special
You favourite sandwich
Is the only one left

I hear you name called
For many different people
See it printed
On many different doors

Your CD is in the stereo
Your favourite song is on the radio
I reach for the sunglasses
Yours is the pair we share

I pull into the drive
At the end of the day
You only stir from a nap
To drink a cup of tea

I go to bed
And think for a while
Tomorrow I will be gone
I will leave only a letter

"I think we see too much of each other"
"Maybe we should take a break"