I'm thinking of the day you left me.
I'm thinking of the pouring rain, the silence, and the eulogies.
I'm thinking of all the things I've done just to feel at ease.
I'm thinking of how empty our bed feels like without you here.
I'm thinking of how your warm hands are not mine anymore to hold.
I'm thinking of how you should've just stayed.
You should've just stayed.
I'm still thinking about you and the old us.
