I sit here in pain, looking at pictures of you, of us
Tears come to my eyes, but I won’t let them out.
It’s hard to deal with the fact that you’re gone
I’m aching, just wanting you back
I’m not ready to do this without you
I don’t know how to make it stop, I’m not sure what to do
I busy myself, to occupy my thoughts
Only to find it hurts even more when I stop.