there's a dent
in the sheets
and an aroma
that makes me shiver

there's a stack
of old records
you left on my floor
are you coming to get them?

there's a illuminated memory
lying on my bed
right next to me
where you once were

your presence
hasn't yet left
but you have
how can that be?

the flowers you gave me
are sitting there dead
just like us
and our love

how do you
look at me
and feel nothing,
when i feel everything?

do you feel
my aching heart
when I breathe by you
in the halls?

do you hear
my breaking heart
when you tell me
it's over?