The Bed Poem by John Foster

Our bed feels different to me
Its a distant island full of memories

I can lay my head down let go and cry
because I know what comes next is a goodbye

Now I sit here and reminiscence
Because you are gone like the wind & your everything that I'll miss

I throw my dying body on the bed in your reserved place
Your face is still imprinted within these pillows So is your scent that will never be erased

Take the sheets in which we were passionate in
We're in a loose loose situation which know one is going to win

I cant even bare to look you in your distant eyes
But I can bare to watch you walk away knowing I tried

I'm just here isolated on our island lonely
I''ll never look at any other women the same because you were my one and only

Now my heart is broken into a million pieces of glass
To the end of 4 years I now know what its like to feel lost with a compass

Here now in the present as lonely as ever
I really thought we would be here together

I'll love you forever like I've always said
Now I'm just here in what use to be OUR bed that is now MY bed which is just THE bed