Breakfast isn’t special anymore.
Your shirt no longer smells like you.
Everytime I hear a loud car roar outside my window I glance out in hopes that its your VW.
When that song comes on my radio my memory travels back to you and I dancing around your living room, with you wearing only a towel.
My bed is cold and when I’m scared, there’s no one to hold me tight.
When I’m sad, no one knows how to cheer me up right.
…Only you knew how.
And it’s all my fault….now it’s too late.
“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.”
As much love as I can give,