Missing you

I sit here in deathly silence
days merge into one
any spark of life has left me
the moment you were gone

Yes I moaned about you
as you were a messy sod
you never thought to tidy up
leaving me those extra jobs

At the time I was resentful
but moaning did no good
I just kept on tidying up
like a ‘little wifey’ should

I thought I would feel liberated
and do whatever I pleased
I believed I would be rejuvenated
how wrong could I have been

Now there is no clutter
the kitchens no longer a mess
did it really matter?
I’d rather have you instead 😞


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