You

Most days I have to remind myself that every voice I hear isn't you
Every breath I take isn't with you around
And every word that glides off my tongue isn't me saying "I love you" to you
When most days I can't bring myself to say, "I'm over it."
Cause I'm not
I love you like the sun and moon taking turns at night
And the way the birds say good morning

Having to remind myself that every step I take isn't towards you and every decision I make isn't with you around
When I have to realize that every metaphor I make
Isn't going to save the heartache and isn't going to stop the tears from sliding down my cheek
because you are gone
And I am here
And the path way to my happiness just became more clear