Today the sun smiled through my window,
silly me.... I thought it was you...
but I rolled over to still find your side of the bed cold and vacant.

I miss how your tiny frame would find a way to take up all the space
and leave me no choice but to cozy up closer to you to keep myself from falling off the bed.
I love how everynight...you knew that the black pillow was my favorite (only because its yours)

What I would give to have our goodnight kiss again,
and hear you say "I love you, goodnight"