I still have the book of you
Those memories vanishing like dust
Your fleeting presence no longer here
Those touches that defiles everything I am
The midnight pillow talks that signify who I am
What am I when you are no longer here
Just a fragment of a past
That I can't forget
But also one that I can't recall

I am nothing but an empty shell
Something I can't escape
A drug I'm addicted to
While I beg for the past
You strive for the future
And while I look for my hours
You save your seconds

I still have a wall of you
Filled with daisy and ink
Sometimes I forget it's there
But other times my tears remember
The aching in my chest
Is but the tip of this pain

If we never met
A lost world
Wouldn't you think
that we'll live a better life

The palm that grazes past my skin
The breath that burns my heart
The toxic smoke that embeds into my lungs
Everything reminds me of you

Your notes that leave me breathless
Your laugh that leave me crazy
Your touch that leave me insatiable
You that leave me forever

I've forgotten
And you're gone
Everything else remembers
But you are gone