There’s a coldness in my life
an icebreeze through my veins
it’s hard that your warmth isn’t here anymore
only in our hearts and our brains.
I put strength out of the fact that
our memories are beautiful
but yet the pain isn’t disappearing.
As I stand here crying
I try to swallow the pain
but then I choke
I just see the world in an unhappy way.
Standing next to you
make me want to go
but the hardest part of this
is letting you go
I refuse talking in the simple past
it’s something I can’t stand
you were the best
no, you ARE.