Came home to an empty bed.
The room felt empty...
The TV was gone, her clothes were gone, the dogs were gone.
She was gone.
...the room was empty.
I rolled into bed and tried to put my arm around a nonexistent body.
There was no body to hold.
I was able to sleep by thinking of happy things (bacon-wrapped filet mignon, lobster and bouncing off a rev limiter at 9000rpm) but I wasn't able to sleep long.
I woke up at 6 AM.
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