All my happiness vanished the day you
left
I sit and reminisce about the days
I'll miss.
I look at your picture
and sadly realize;
that I'll never again
have you here by my side.
I see no point in living
when you're not here.
My heart is crying out and bleeding for you.
"go on with life" they call out to me.
But what's the point in living
when inside I'm already dead.
How can I reach you
when you're 6 feet under.
Who do I share my thoughts with,
and all my wonders?
Who is going to be there
to wipe my tears when I cry?
Moving on is something
I'll find very hard to do.
How can I keep living
when my heart died with you?
I can't breathe
because you were my breath.
When you died so did the pulse
in my veins
When you were buried
so were my dreams
Because without you
there can be no me:(
