Wrote these...I guess as an exploration of what's changed around me since the relationship ended. Got three done, then inspiration left me.

Wrote these...I guess as an exploration of what's changed around me since the relationship ended. Got three done, then inspiration left me.
The Dresser
It bore your brush
It held your clothes
It hid your bras and panties
You've not been here
Not even near
The dresser now sits empty

The Bed
The sheets are yours
The pillows mine
The quilt was ours together
But something's wrong
With you now gone
The bed holds two now never

The Bookshelves
Our books were mixed
Our tastes entwined
Genres clashing on shelves
Your books vacated
The war abated
My books sit now by themselves