Empty Space in My Room

I see the shape you left in the duvet

The coffee cup you used just yesterday

And this quiet room is filled with sound

Of all the ways I miss you when you're not around

I trace the patterns on the window pane

Imagining the sound of your name in the rain

It's a bittersweet and lonely kind of feeling

[25.9:29.6] A sweet, sad feeling when you're not around