A mattress meant for two.
The first thing we ever bought together.
Couldn\'t wait to get it home and f*ck you
Something clean, something new.
Almost perfect like the first time.
Every time felt like the first time
This is what I think of while lying on \"my\" side of the bed.
I look over now and see nothing but space.
The very thing that started this.
Less of me and more of you.
Broken and abandoned like the one we replaced;
and now you\'re somewhere else, in another bed meant for two.