Living in the memories of you.
Dying a little every day for you.
Hoping to find a distraction,
Or maybe for wishes to come true.

They say people come and go in your life.
Why didn't they tell,
There's only bits and pieces to gather,
Of what has been left behind?.

Why didn't they have the road map,
For passing it through.
Or Maybe a magic potion to go back in time?.

Seeing myself in your eyes..
Made me feel beautiful.
Now I can't see myself without wishing for your eyes.
Not a blanket in the world to keep me warm,
Without having you by my side.
It's a dreadful feeling,
Wishing to be here as well as the other side.