Many Wants, And A Couple Of Pillows

I want to wake up one day, and even if I can't find you there, I want the sheets to still be warm from your body. I want the pillow to smell like your hair. I wanna look out the window and see a dry patch of pavement where the rain couldn't hit the ground beneath where your car was parked. I want to see your empty coffee cup in the sink. I want your perfume to linger inside the door you just walked out. I want each of these things to be a reminder of the reasons I want you to be in my home. I want to share a pillow with you. I want to write my thoughts on your photos, since your photographs inspire so many of my thoughts.