My first day without You

It's been different, with you gone, even for twenty four hours. Everything seems to move slower.

The flowers you gave me have smelled up my entire room, and it makes it easier to sleep.
.

A week is such a long time to be away from home, and it's nice to be back.
It's the only thing keeping me semi-sane, to be in the room, that's the color of your jacket.
I'll just pretend I live in small room, in the pocket of your jacket.
 Like a genie, with no powers, and a lot of books.

(The favorite)