A Man Cut In Half

More and more I get confused
Wandering around my own house
Subconsciously looking for you
As though you just stepped out

More and more I get withdrawn
I hardly ever go out
I read silly old books about time machines
Crying out loud

The carpet still clings to your footprints
The walls still ring with your laugh
And I'm still subsisting on memories
A man cut in half

I can't even look at your picture