empty rooms remind me of you
empty pill bottles have become guests that overstay their welcome in my home
your empty promises are my lullaby to drown out the silence of the night
I call just to hear your voicemail in case I forget what you sound like
as if I'll ever forget your voice the day you said goodbye
most vacant spaces bare a strange resemblance to my heart since then
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 9:56 PM UTC
empty rooms remind me of you
empty pill bottles have become guests that overstay their welcome in my home
your empty promises are my lullaby to drown out the silence of the night
I call just to hear your voicemail in case I forget what you sound like
as if I'll ever forget your voice the day you said goodbye
most vacant spaces bare a strange resemblance to my heart since then
