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I have switched the light bulb
	four times today
something absorbs the light

I have aerated for hours
but the odor of memories
	still refuses to disappear

I have built piles
	of my books and CDs
to fill spaces
I never knew existed

I let the stereo fight
the walls for some time
	to avoid hearing the silence

I have screamed, bawled and trembled
	but you are still gone

The mirrors have laughed and still do
at me
	where I stand alone

The bed has consumed the sadness
	and is double in size tonight

Though the sun gently shines
the images of you
are only
	the echo of yesterday

Seconds pass and become hours
days tumble forth
	faster than I can parry

But you are still gone