You see I haven't wanted to write
Since you've been gone

You had the kind of glance that could
Break a neck
And with that you dug into my soul
And drew words out of my lifeless chest

And now I am sitting here
Against your cold cement wall
And I don't know where to start

I find myself holding onto the phantom hand
That had so often found a home
Resting on my leg
I look for your ocean lined eyes
Everywhere I go
And I think of you
With everything I do

It's not fair that you're gone
And I have to live
But
S l o w l y
I
Think
I'm
Forgetting
How..