Your Side of the Bed

You always sleep a little curled

Tucked away from all the world

I leave a space beside my sheet

Just in case your dreams repeat

Your pillow’s warm with stories shared

Like every worry’s been repaired

You don’t say much when day is done

But I still feel we’ve just begun

Every breath you leave behind

Stays like peace across my mind

Your side of the bed feels like spring

Where the softest feelings cling

I still fold the covers wide

Like I’m holding you inside

Your side of the bed brings me light

Even when you’re out of sight

I still wake with words unsaid—

Curled up on your side of the bed

No letters, no goodbyes

But I still hear your sighs

The scent of you still lingers faint

In a space you used to paint

And every time I close my eyes

You're the silence that replies

Nothing left to be misread—

I’m still on your side of the bed