waking up to empty leather seats they smelt nothing like you, not even near the blurred vision of the orange skies is it because of my tears? the dews that formed on the windscreen captured sweet memories of you, your favourite song's playing on the radio but there's just static in my mind.
those sunflowers we grew together they're drooping down and brown just like the sunset i detest now, wilted without your love. remember how you joked about where i will be without you? i guess i know the answer now, i'll be here under the skies. while my soul is nowhere near, still in search for the same sun that bloomed when i was in your arms.
the skies are getting dark the moon, the stars are getting up it didn't take much to realise that we are so much the same. the moon longing for the sun miles away how i long for you six feet under; the dead stars shining so brightly how i smile ever since you brought a part of me with you to your grave.
i guess i'll shut my eyelids when the days arrive i'll kiss you in my dreams where you were still alive. nowadays the sunrise are hideous people wonder why i never looked at the skies, the brightness will pierce deep in my skin while it reminds me of your smile, and the cuts will drip pools of blood painting pictures of you. and while my heart breaks to pieces you will still stay because you are safely engraved in each and one of them.
nothing's the same anymore and i have become dead, the beauties of the world i could no longer see, i hope you know that all i need now is for you to hold me near.
please whisper in my ears, please tell me you are still here.