I’ll pretend that it’s not there
The shirt I chose for the dinner
I turn away when I see the tower
Like on my night walks if I see a spider

I plug my ears if I hear guitars
Because I know it’s not you singing,
I know it’s not you in the church
In silence, with me, sitting

Flowers, dresses, vivid colors,
Happiness surrounds you,
Roses exchanged they’re still my favorites
And Sunflowers are all about you.

I have lost a lot of things
Sometimes they just disappear
And no one warns me or says goodbye
They just leave, but some turn around.