I keep dreaming about you,
Can't stop thinking of you,
About the things we could of done,
But I guess you wanted me to know,
By grabbing your shit and going,
That your not coming back,
Not a note,
Not a single thing of yours was still here,
To let me know you were still here,
Broken pieces on the floor from the picture of us ,
You had enough,
You wanted to move on,
While I sat in my room and stared at the wall,
Crying as I am seeing our memories as a shadow on the wall,
Play constantly of the things we done,
Days and nights,
Pictures and pictures,
Still wondering where I have gone wrong,
Because without you,
I'm nobody,
But that person you used to love..
