Empty

The smell of cigarettes in this clean room making a perfect composition

The pictures reminding that there once was love and happiness in this cold and empty place.

There are letters on the ground, ripped apart next to the empty wine bottle

Every sentence was about you, every word written in my mind a thousand times before

The ink is dripping of the paper like the rain tapping on the window

This is not a home anymore

All that’s left are memories that keep turning back to you. It’s what’s keeping me standing inside these four walls

Knowing there once was love

I know what you told me, I know that it’s all over and I know I can’t keep texting

You’re gone

Time to leave this house, the walls keep crying and it’s keeping me awake.

The sound of emptiness that keeps my heart beating

Won’t let me go as fast as you did

Holding on to broken pieces won’t keep me alive.