Searching for your face among the crowd.
Listening for your voice among the noise.
Hoping for your touch among the pain.
Cut to bleed, to feel, to find you.
Never wanting to let you go, but its hard to remember you.
Remember who you were before the cancer.
Remember what you looked like before I found you permanatly removed from our lives.
I hate this house. I hate the memories I feel when I’m here.
I can’t find happiness here. Yet I hate to be away from home.
I can’t find my smile anymore.
I have perfected my painting of a happy girl.
I don’t even know who I am anymore. I never dreamed it would be this hard.
I never thought I would feel this alone.
I never thought I would feel this empty.
I never thought we would ever lose you.
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