When you left the room I was always anxiously waiting for your return.
After so many years together my right side was used to your warmth.
When I am out walking my left hand is empty and bereft.
There is no one to tell me should I wear blue or the black ?
Thirty seven years of your voice whispering something scandalous in my ear at a party, where I have to hide my face in your chest so no one else hears me laugh.
No more dancing in the aisle at the Kroger at midnight when we stopped by for ice cream after dancing the night away.
I even miss your snoring.
There were times when I thought of smothering you with a pillow to make you stop.
Oh, how I miss it now.
I miss how you always had two or three pancakes with all your syrup.
It is so quiet here in this big old house.
No one is yelling at the computer when reading the news.
No one is not so secretly stealing my Reese's peanut butter mini cups.
A bag lasts a long time now.
Groceries cost much less now that I am not paying for your Coca-Cola habit.
I buy one sometimes just to have it in the box.
I don’t have to yell at you about leaving your shoes everywhere.
No one calls me smarty pants anymore when I get an answer quickly.
I miss the sound of your voice saying my name.
Well, not when you were angry with me, that could get a bit shrill.
No one is sleeping on top of the made bed so they won’t have to remake it.
You are not here to insist I make a grocery list so we don’t forget anything, and then you leave it on the counter.
I miss that look in your eyes that makes all of me heat up instantly.
I have hot sweats, but it is not the same.
It has been a while but I still miss you everyday.
It is hard losing your best friend, your partner, your other half.
I hope you are happy wherever you are, my love.
I swear, I still smell your cologne sometimes.
