So im here,
With all the whispers haunting me.
The memories to fresh,
Like alchole on a open wound...
So quite,
We pretend you never existed...
I hate it...
What about the good times,
When you where heathy and strong?
What about the times,
Where Your smile lit up the room.
I guess I could say this many way...
I miss you.
So Im here,
With your arms wraped around me...
