I feel pain
then the numbness takes over...

A smile
will always touch my face...

Once a year she comes here
to sit and think of him...

I sit and stare
at what's left of my home...

I guess I could lie,
tell you I am ok with this...

You see their smile
And it's worth it...

All the pieces are on the floor
I pick them up...

It touches you in places,
you can't see...

It's cold here
This place called home...

I cried for us yesterday
I knew today would come...

You put me on some pedestal
Then when I fell you weren't there...