Cupcake.

Most of the time: I worry so much about being forgotten, that I take the time to remember for the both of us.

Some of the time: I think that maybe it doesn't count

Sometimes I wake up on the wrong side of the bed and when I open my eyes I wonder where you are.

And then I remember that you've never even slept in this bed. It still feels the same as you being gone.

Everything still feels like you.