The other day, I heard your voice.
I looked up, and you weren't there...

I am thinking...of you...again.
Yes, I am. Right now. And...you're missing it...

Where have you gone?
I thought you were here with me...

(read this one in a whisper)
I walk into this room. It's supposed to be mine...

You said it was my fault, and I believed you.
You cried, being so mad, and I hated myself...

There is smoke in my eye.
It burns, and doesn't stop...

There is smoke in the room.
I breathe it in...

I touch your face with my hand,
and my heart stops...

I saw your shadow.
Saw it in the hallway...

Sometimes, I just can't...
tell you...enough...

The colors swirl around and around,
the air is cool against her skin...

My eyes are closed.
I slowly turn my head this way and that...