Lonesome Lovers

I woke up to your smell,today. 
Cramped and tired from the night before.
Showered with your soap again.
Made the coffee from your favorite place.
Started my day with you. Ended my day with you, in the absence of your soul.

Blessed be the day.
I wake to find your finally gone.
Touch my face again.
You were my only friend but now, I am alone.

I woke up in the arms of another.
She woke up to me too.
We used the soap you liked, coffee too.
She left just like you.

Blessed be the day.
Does it matter?
Touching, tasting, laughing through.
Mundane music played.
Gestures danced in fame of a love that never sat long enough to brew. 
That love should have been me and you