For the next two weeks, I would visit him and find an empty bed.

I stopped by your room to make sure everything was in order only to find an empty bed.

She would sit on his empty bed and talk to him, as if he were there.

No sign of any violence; nothing but an open door and an empty bed.

My new man had left me, just a room and an empty bed.

I lay back on the empty bed and looked at my watch.

I went over to my clothes on the empty bed.

After that, she led me by the hand to the empty bed.

He considered the empty bed for a moment, then decided against it.

But sometimes I wake in the night, the bed next to me empty.