It’s been a couple days now, roses are dead;
I’m still not able to forget the hour your soul left your bed.
So much tired of reminiscing the past,
Never thought that “see you tomorrow” is what I’d hear last.
I’d feel butterflies in my heart whenever you smiled,
All those days are gone now, my thoughts are running wild.
Our last goodbye was never said, eventually all my butterflies are dead.
Neither time nor the people could heal this pain,
Life went on but it was never the same again.
You come in my dreams every night and all of them always repeat;
I wait for moon to come up, I sleep so that we can meet.
Missing you comes in waves and tonight I’m drowning,
It’s been 341 days and I’m still counting.
Time was never on our side but we’ll meet again in a place where clocks don’t tick; Everytime someone takes your name,it still makes me sick.
It’s hard to live without you, I’m still your little kid;
All the memories came back but you never did.
God saw you getting tired, he knew you were going through shit;
But I know heaven must be beautiful right now because it has got you in it.
Whenever I want to talk to you, I talk to the moon;
The good will die young so I hope I die soon.