My muse left a note on the table
And tracks on the floor
Trails of light leading outside the door
My bed where she slept feels like granite
The more she's away
Still I sleep 13 hours a day
Do I search for and find her
My heart yearns for comfort
Did I love her like this before she left?
Like there's hardly enough room in my chest
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And at night when the light falls
Beyond my off-white walls
I find myself learning, again
We all are alone in the end