I took for granted that I laughed everyday

Saying “I miss you” is just so cliché

Without you nothing is the same

I don’t even want to think about it or say your name

The house is empty without your presence

It only smells of burning flames and incense

It’s not even worth coming home anymore

I close my eyes and drop to the floor

I can’t even cry because I’ve become so numb

Thinking about THAT day, with a much different outcome

Because of this, she’s gone for good

The funny thing is, you knew she would

I have to figure out a way to go on

I can hear your voice saying, “Don’t worry you’re strong”

The days go by– one at a time

Praying for the day, I will be just fine

Maybe that day missing you, will come to an end

And you will somehow help me, laugh again.