Purple Lady Poetry

Everything stays the same
Now you’re gone.
The sink is clear
Now you’re gone.

If I tidy the room
And go out for the day
There is nothing to show
That I’ve been away.

The shoes stay in rows
Now you’re gone.
The towels stay clean
Now you’re gone.

I long for some change
In the endless days.
I long for the chance
To complain of your ways.

Now you’re gone
It all seems wrong.