The last thing i heard were your footsteps The same footsteps i eagerly waited to hear on my doorstep But now it was a lonelier sound It was now the sound of you leaving me
The last thing i saw was your face The same face that offered me a kind smile in that cafe But now it was a tear-stained sight It was now the sight i wanted to forget the most
The last thing i tasted were your lips The same lips that spoke "i love you" But now they were of goodbyes It was now the taste that burnt my tongue
The last thing i inhaled was your scent The same scent i drowned myself in our bed when i was missing you But now it was slowly fading It was now the scent that suffocates me