The truth is that I'm scared that I'll come home one day
And find you gone
No note
No letter
No trace
No goodbye
Like you were just a hallucination
That lasted for 13 months

The truth is that I liked that girl
Because she looked like you
Talked like you
Thought like you
Cursed like you
Laughed like you
Only a lot less passionate
And she is not you.

Because I have trudged through this Earth until I found you
And now I stride with purpose
Because I thought the sky is either blue or grey because it is sad
Now I know that it's simply Rayleigh scattering
Which has nothing to do with our lives
Because I saw, in the mirror, a sad someone who deserved misery
Now I see a smile that reflects in my eyes

I don't want to lose you.