The Space Beside Poem by Matthew Holloway

The night is late
And the room quiet
I lay alone in thoughts
Alone once more
Wishing you were here
Filling the space beside me
Wishing I could lay holding you
Our hands holding each other
Your scent intoxicating
Your warmth healing my heart
From this emptiness I know
From these quiet lonesome nights
And I ask for nothing but you
Your company, your love
And would give my heart fully
To find you there beside me
Alas this night it but a wasteful dream
And you, you are not to be
Found in the space beside me