In this bed

Lonely, O so lonely,
In this bed of mine I lie,
Looking up to the ceiling,
Caressing your left cheek.

Cold, O so cold,
In this bed of mine I cry,
Your body floating on top of me,
Smiling, such a lovely smile.

Why are you gone?
Why have you forsaken me?

Lost, O so lost,
In this bed of mine I reminisce,
My caress senses your warmth,
A feeling slumbering somewhere in my memories.

Naked, O so naked,
In this bed of mine I draw,
Your long hair is falling all over my body,
How would I have loved it to tickle.

Sleepy, O so sleepy,
In this bed of mine I drown,
Your last words I will cherish,
For they have kept me sane.

In this bed of mine,
This empty bed of mine…