-In my head there’s a photograph,
faded with its corners turned back
you’ll see it’s worn from its edges
I’ve been holding it for so long
your smile, it’s never changing
in the night it’s been my beacon
lay my head on the pillow,
close my eyes and there’s the smile
I come home to
and I dream of the color
that I felt when I was with you
when I wake I remember
the scent in my room has been gone,
since you went away
sometime I wonder, how I’ve made it here
how I can continue through another day
without you
it’s another lonely day and I feel broken
it’s kind of funny, since you went away
I can’t see clearly
though you might say I never did
and the blurry image in my mind
is still waiting for your return
it’s a little bitter now,
what I used to breathe, since
you’ve been removed
and the question echoes
in your vacancy:
how can I continue, another day without you?
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