It's been a week since I've written but that doesn't mean I've stopped crying
I cry inside a lot
I cry every time I think I'll pass you in the hall
And I cry every time I walk passed buildings where we shared so many things
Places are apart of how I miss you

In my bed my sheets still remind me of you
And every person I see never stops looking like you


Because even though your gone
You're still everywhere I look

(v.m)