Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. Counting the moments life would be better with you.
The day that I lost you has become more than a memory. It has become a room in my mind that I don't always mind being trapped in.
Your heartbeat echoes within me.
Some days are easier than others, some days are just a blur. Some days are unavoidable, but everyday, you're not there.
8 years of heartache, 8 years of strain. You could have grown with me, if only you could have stayed. But maybe I'm being selfish, perhaps your absence isn't in vain. Because at 16, I didn't know you- although now, nothing has changed.
Your heartbeat echoes within me.
I hear it everyday, it resonates around me with each breathe I take.
I wonder if you hear me, and listen when I pray. I wonder if you hear him, he misses you more with every passing day.
Your heartbeat echoes within us. Your heartbeat echoes within me.
What I would give to go back..
Beat again inside of this walking corpse, Breathe life into me again.