With you

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I picked up your shirts this morning

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I picked up your shirts this morning

I don't know why, I don't know why

Mr Reynolds said to say hello

I started to cry, I started to cry

Every place we ever walked and

Everywhere we talked, I miss you

You never leave my mind

So much of you is left behind

You took my days with you

Took my nights with you

Those unfinished conversations

We used to have still speak to me

And I write you letters every day

That I'll never send and you'll never see

All this wishful thinking

Gets me nowhere I can't stay

Though my heart is broken

It keeps breaking every day

You took my hopes with you

Took my dreams with you

I keep thinking that you'll be calling

Everyone says that it's all in my head

And I can't accept it yet

I'm not ready to just give in

I know that I can't live in this pain

With these feelings of regret

I can't comprehend this

And pretend that I don't care

Any place I wanna be

I wanna see you there

You took my life with you

Took my world with you

The worst part of your days were always the mornings, right after waking up. You went to bed crying everyday, the hole in your heart burning, burning. Your dreams were always filled with him and memories that were now the only thing you had left.

You would dream of him everyday and when your eyes opened, brain still foggy with his scent and the feel of his hands, you would think random day to day things like: I need to go earlier to the agency today and organize some papers for the meeting with that new client.

And then, there was a sudden click, you'd crash down to earth like someone that had jumped from a plane without a parachute and all you could do was cry. You'd have random panic attacks where you couldn't breathe and your vision turned slowly grey around the edges.

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