The Bed Is Awful Cold
the bed is awful cold
without you,
your cup of tea is cold
the last meal we had is a memory
the bed is awful cold
without you,
the pillow not so soft
and all those memories,
now they nest in my personal loft
memories that now exist
where there were none before
memories we cherish
memories we adore
the bed is awful cold
with you,
your scent is not even old
i feel so much for this
what am i to do?
the bed is awful cold
without you
James Garratt – Tuesday 17th July 2001
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The Bed Is Awful Cold – Written Tuesday 17th July 2001 (Aged 26)

Beautiful and heartbreaking
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