We used to talk every day.

Better days are coming, I hope.

Empty room, full of memories.

The memories are loud tonight.

Out of words, full of feelings.

Some wounds don't show.

The night knows all my secrets.

The hardest part is acting like it doesn't hurt.

I didn't lose you, I lost the idea of you.

Even the sunshine feels grey today.

Learning to live with the silence.

Hurts to admit it, but I miss you.

Hearts break quietly.

Sad songs and late nights.

Soft heart, tired soul.

Loved you more than I loved myself.