Fragments of you surround me
in everything I do
sometimes its like you never left
despite the pain that I went through

I see you in my coffee cup
sometimes in the way it's sat
whenever you'd bring me a drink
you'd put it down there, just like that

Sometimes I catch a scent
passing on the breeze
and it takes me back to another time
in a forest amongst the trees

I passed down by the river
to that place where we'd sneak a smoke
and it all came flooding back to me
and the dam well **** near broke

It seems all of these fragments
serve to pierce me at will
to make sure I dont forget you
though I doubt I ever will

So why do all these memories
bring me not joy but pain
is their purpose to remind me
to let no one in again?