Time brings me to that day every time
In that place
There is us
Who look happier than anyone else in the world

I’m careful
Because I might call your name out of habit
I close my eyes
Because I might look for you out of habit

Because you’re not here

Will I get used to all of this some day?
Will I?
If all of this passes
Will it become a memory?

I don’t like acting like
It’s nothing, like it’s just in the past
I hate that the once passionate heart
Is cooling down

You remain as a daytime memory
I’m lingering in a corner of that memory
I hate that it has to get farther away
And disappear

What if you start to miss me?
So I’m just sitting here
Waiting and waiting

When I think, there’s no way
I feel like I could cry at any minute

Because you’re not here