i cant stop looking for pieces of you
whether it's the color of the sky
and how it matched those soft blue eyes
or the smell of something
just sitting in the laundry aisle of walmart
i still smoke your cigarettes
started drinking your american honey
slide boots on my feet like i still
have a farm to work on
and it tears me apart
without you i wouldn't of stopped
skipping over my least favorite pink floyd song
or had the courage to finally switch jobs
or felt the love i needed to let you go
i cant stop looking for you everywhere
the moment i step to my station my eyes constantly scan the walkways
hoping to see one of your bright tie dyed shirts pop up
praying that one day you'll give me
that precious, lopsided smile one more time
even though i know the only woman you'll ever want is her
i can't even look at my cat without thinking
of how you helped me save his life
of how you held me even after we broke up
because i was afraid he wasn't going to make it through the day
i still hold you to the promise that if i die,
you can keep him.
i look for you in flowers
(are dutch irises still your favorite?)
and in food
(i wonder how long its been since you ordered taco bell)
and at the gas station
(i wonder if your new truck uses less gas than your old one)
and even as i pass a little small town store
(do you still eat those stupid eggs?)
it hurts my soul to wear my purple work shirt,
but i do it anyways,
it was my favorite color before i met you,
you loving it just made it more beautiful.
i can't go to my favorite coffee shop anymore
it reminds me of how we had meant to have our first date there
like i said, i look for you everywhere
it kills me
im trying to move on
but there's a light on in your room in my heart
and i can't seem to flip the switch.
why did we have to be so similar?
why are you everywhere?
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 8:53 AM UTC
i cant stop looking for pieces of you
whether it's the color of the sky
and how it matched those soft blue eyes
or the smell of something
just sitting in the laundry aisle of walmart
i still smoke your cigarettes
started drinking your american honey
slide boots on my feet like i still
have a farm to work on
and it tears me apart
without you i wouldn't of stopped
skipping over my least favorite pink floyd song
or had the courage to finally switch jobs
or felt the love i needed to let you go
i cant stop looking for you everywhere
the moment i step to my station my eyes constantly scan the walkways
hoping to see one of your bright tie dyed shirts pop up
praying that one day you'll give me
that precious, lopsided smile one more time
even though i know the only woman you'll ever want is her
i can't even look at my cat without thinking
of how you helped me save his life
of how you held me even after we broke up
because i was afraid he wasn't going to make it through the day
i still hold you to the promise that if i die,
you can keep him.
i look for you in flowers
(are dutch irises still your favorite?)
and in food
(i wonder how long its been since you ordered taco bell)
and at the gas station
(i wonder if your new truck uses less gas than your old one)
and even as i pass a little small town store
(do you still eat those stupid eggs?)
it hurts my soul to wear my purple work shirt,
but i do it anyways,
it was my favorite color before i met you,
you loving it just made it more beautiful.
i can't go to my favorite coffee shop anymore
it reminds me of how we had meant to have our first date there
like i said, i look for you everywhere
it kills me
im trying to move on
but there's a light on in your room in my heart
and i can't seem to flip the switch.
why did we have to be so similar?
why are you everywhere?
