A Chapter Named C [pt.2]

Bedsheets pt.2

I didn't touch the sheets
Left folded up on the shelf again
Fitted sheet on top a little messy
From the night i found myself
Burying my face in them
Engulfed in your scent
I was too busy breaking down
To make it neat again
Couldn't bring myself to look
Not a glance in that direction
I gazed over them for weeks
I wanted to really believe
It was your mess against the wall
Unorganized and falling over
Rather than my own belongings
An organized mess of nonsense
Since the day you left
Now I can't help but think
You've got nothing left of me
I've laid in that king size bed with you
Tossed my belongings on your couch
Organized your desk for you
Made a mess painting on your floor
Cleaned and organized how I always do
But that doesn't matter anymore
You live at the hotel now
With no trace of me left behind
No scent in the clean sheets
No clothes tucked in the couch
None of my lighters on your desk
No paints, just blank canvas for you
Nothing organized how I used to
Almost like I never existed

[5/20/2022]