“The traces of her memories are still left behind.”

The stars, they keep talking about you.

Sad birds still sing.

Her eyes are my favorite book to read.

I miss the love I used to see in her eyes.

On my silent days, I miss you a little louder.

Come back. These broken pieces couldn’t beat anymore.

She used to sleep listening to his heartbeat on his arm.

Let me take you to the moon, where only you can feel is love.

Her image flickered all night in my tear-filled eyes.

Her memories cripple me at night.

You left my heart drowning in the sea of loneliness.

All I need is her lap to rest and her smile to gaze.

My streets are missing your visits.

And I feel for you like the raindrops on the ground.

I love smelling her scent on my pillows.

My shirt still holds her fragrance.

I can live neither with you, nor without you.

I have decorated your absence with every flower you hate. I end up hating em all.

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.

It’s difficult for me to imagine the rest of my life without you. But I suppose I don’t have to imagine it. I just have to live it.

It’s noon and I miss you just as much as I will by midnight.

He was both everything I could ever want… And nothing I could ever have.

I miss that feeling of connection. Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.