He's in love with her.
She was in love with him.
But he still does everything for her,
for he knows no other way.
He washes her clothes
so they're always clean,
and that way they always smell like her.
He pays for the rent and phone bills
every single month.
Even the bill for a phone
That she no longer uses
to even give him a call.
And he only cooks for one,
but he keeps her side of the bed open,
but it remains cold,
because she won't be coming home.
He knows that all too well.
She's never coming home again.
She went on a trip,
leaving all her stuff behind,
and she never returned.
So every night before he goes to sleep,
he calls her cell phone
only for the voicemail to answer.
But he still does this
just so he can hear her voice again,
because the deceased can't speak.