Down these hallow halls,
With walls scattered with frames
Full of pictures with shattered glass
All but one.
My feet bruised and ******,
Yet I feel numb to the pain.
So I keep standing in front of this little frame.
The one that causes me overwhelming pain.
Surrounded by memories the picture in this frame,
that tears me apart inside.
It's of you.

When I sat on the piano,
While you played beautifully as I watched you with such curiosity.
How did a person like you end up with a person like me?
Towards the end you promised me that you'd never leave me.
A pinky promise that meant the world to me was captured on film of your promise.

Here I stand feeling the glass under my hand.
Tears spilling down my makeup stained cheeks,
As the one thought consuming me spills from my lips.
'Will you always be a picture on my wall?'
I need you here,
But you can't be with me.

The way you kissed me without warning,
Without my permission,
Stealing my breath.
I never knew these feelings until I met you.
Now I can't be the same person I was before.
Because with you I was the person I'd always wanted to be.
I was me.

I built my walls brick by brick,
Wore a suit of armor only for you to stumble carelessly and rid me of my defenses.
You didn't steal my heart.
You asked for it politely and I trusted it into your care.
Now because of you I can't feel my heartbeat.
I don't exist completely without you
And you promised me.
Now I'm on my own,
But I can't let you go.

Six feet under and your cold hands still hold my heart completely.
I never wanted this, and it came so unexpectedly.
How can you become just a memory?
You lived among these walls in tiny pieces.
Scattered your heart around our house,
And I'm searching to put together the puzzle.
Trying to put your heart back together so you can return to me.

Because I can't let you just become a picture on my wall.
I won't let you become a memory.
You will always be a missing a piece of me;
The one that I need to breathe.